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F       SAN  DIEGO 


Three  Years  of  Football  at 
Dartmouth 


ng  the  Story  of  the  Seasons  of  'oi,  '02  and  'o3 


LOUIS  P.  BE&CEZET, 


Vos  iuvenes  quibus  haec  placeant,  in  ludutn  iniisse 
El  viribus  validis  cettare  in  gloria  sit  is 


To  that  great  little  man 

WALTER  E. 


this  volume  is  affectionately 
dedicated 


FOREWORD. 


The  raison  d'etre  of  this  humble  and  unpretentious  narra- 
tive is  so  evident  that  we  need  not  discuss  it  at  all.  It  is  the 
simple  story  of  the  events  of  three  seasons  upon  which  Dart- 
mouth men  will  like  to  dwell. 

The  writer  gave  his  manuscript  to  a  friend,  a  Harvard 
man,  to  be  read  and  criticised.  "Well,"  was  the  comment, 
"anybody  would  know  that  it  had  been  written  by  a  Dart- 
mouth man;  besides,  you  didn't  need  to  rub  it  into  us  quite 
so  much!"  He  was  assured  that  no  attempt  had  been  made 
to  conceal  the  fact  that  it  had  been  written  by  a  Dartmouth 
man.  So  it  was, — written  by  a  Dartmouth  man,  of  Dart- 
mouth men,  for  Dartmouth  men.  As  for  "rubbing  it  into" 
Harvard,  nothing  was  farther  from  my  intention.  The 
facts  of  Harvard-Dartmouth  contests  have,  of  course,  been 
given  in  a  way  to  make  good  reading  for  Hanover  men,  but 
no  statement  has,  to  the  slightest  degree,  been  altered  or  ex- 
aggerated, to  Harvard's  disparagement,  from  the  strict 
truth. 

For  the  sake  of  readers  who  are  not  conversant  with  re- 
cent changes  in  the  rule-book,  it"  may  be  well  to  explain  that 
the  seasons  of  '02  and  '03  were  played  under  a  rule  requir- 
ing the  teams  to  change  goals  after  ea,ch  touchdown  or  goal 
from  the  field,  and  that  in  September,  '03,  a  rule  went  into 
effect  requiring  seven  men  in  the  line  while  the  ball  lay  be- 
tween the  two  25-yard  lines,  but  allowing  the  quarter-back 
to  run  with  the  ball  on  a  direct  pass,  provided  that  he  did  not 
cut  in  within  five  yards  of  the  spot  from  which  the  ball  was 
put  in  play. 


6  FOREWORD. 

While  a  work  of  this  kind  must  talk  with  the  reader  of  the 
technicalities  of  the  game  as  though  he  thoroughly  under- 
stood them,  it  is  hoped  that  the  story  of  these  contests  will 
prove  interesting,  not  only  to  the  younger  Dartmouth  men 
and  those  about  to  enter  the  institution,  but  to  alumni  of 
riper  years,  who  knew  no  football  in  undergraduate  days 
save  the  old-fashioned  game,  with  half  the  college  kicking 
toward  the  north  end  of  the  campus,  and  the  rest  toward  the 
gym.  and  the  Dartmouth  hotel. 

I  am  under  great  obligations  to  Professor  Charles  H. 
Morse,  who  has  kindly  furnished  the  photographs  from 
which  several  of  our  illustrations  have  been  made;  to  Mr.  F. 
A.  Musgrove,  '99,  and  Messrs.  Merriam,  Smith  and  Lampee, 
for  courtesy  in  lending  cuts;  to  Mr.  F.  C.  Walker,  of  St. 
Paul's  School,  for  kind  assistance  and  criticism,  and  to 
Messrs.  Witham,  Place  and  Knibbs,  who  have  done  much  to 
aid  me  in  the  work  of  gathering  data. 

Louis  P.  Benezet. 
St.  Paul's  School,  Concord,  K  H.,  April  19th,  1904. 


THE  SEASON  OF  'OL 


RECONSTRUCTION. 

With  the  opening  of  the  season  of  1901  began  a  new  era 
in  the  history  of  Dartmouth  football.  The  return  to  col- 
lege, as  head  coach,  of  Walter  McCornack,  '97,  was  a  turning 
point  in  that  history.  It  was  time  for  a  change;  for  three 
years  the  Green  had  been  defeated  by  both  Brown  and  Wes- 
leyan,  and  had  lost  quite  a  little  of  her  former  prestige. 
Year  after  year  we  had  hoped  for  a  team  which  would  win, 
but  three  successive  Novembers  had  found  us  chagrined, 
disappointed,  and  looking  forward  to  the  next  season  to  re- 
trieve our  fortunes.  And  now  the  alumni  and  students  were 
firmly  resolved  that  to  achieve  victory  no  stone  should  be 
left  unturned.  "Mac"  should  be  secured,  the  team  should 
be  shaken  up  and  made  over,  the  system  of  coaching  should 
be  wholly  changed,  and  for  the  first  time  in  the  history  of 
the  college  there  should  be  a  competent  trainer  to  care  for 
the  physical  condition  of  the  men.  Fortunate  indeed  was 
Dartmouth  in  securing  the  services  of  Mr.  J.  W.  Bowler, 
once  assistant  trainer  at  Harvard,  and  for  several  years  di- 
rector of  the  Charlesbank  Gymnasium,  and  no  small  share  of 
the  success  of  the  seasons  which  we  are  to  chronicle  is  due 
to  his  skill  and  watchfulness. 

The  class  of  1905  was  particularly  rich  in  material,  having 
men  who.  had  played  more  than  one  season  under  "Mac"  at 
Exeter,  as  well  as  other  "prep"'  school  stars.  The  names  of 


8  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Vaughan,  Knibbs,  Dillon,  Patteson,  Oilman,  Clough,  Bel- 
knap,  Lillard,  Conley,  Melvin,  Brown,  Eix,  Grover  and  Don- 
nelly will  show  how  great  a  proportion  of  our  football 
players  entered  college  with  this  class. 

Yet  the  majority  of  these  were  ends  and  backs,  and  the 
great  lack  of  heavy  men  was  a  source  of  anxiety  to  the  coach 
all  through  the  season. 

The  schedule  was  one  of  the  hardest  that  a  Dartmouth 
team  was  ever  called  upon  to  play,  containing  games  with 
Williams,  Bowdoin,  Wesleyan,  Harvard  and  Brown. 

The  first  contest  was  the  game  with  the  alumni  eleven  on 
September  24th.  Played  for  the  amusement  of  the  visitors 
who  were  attending  the  Webster  Centennial,  it  was  mere 
practice  for  the  undergrads.  The  alumni,  however,  went 
into  the  game  "for  blood,"  and  by  brilliant  individual  play- 
ing scored  a  victory  over  the  two  green  teams  which  were 
put  into  the  field  against  them,  one  in  each  half.  The  stars 
of  years  gone  by  had  not  forgotten  their  old  tricks.  "Pills" 
was  the  same  old  center, — a  little  heavy,  perhaps,  for  good 
condition,  but  very  much  in  the  game;  "Ben''  and  "Zeus" 
Marshall  made  a  fierce  pair  of  guards;  "Kibsey"  Lewis  and 
"Squash"  Little  taught  their  opponents  a  thing  or  two  about 
old-time  football.  It  seemed  good  to  see  "Squash,"  with  all 
the  fierce  old  fighting  blood  up,  crashing  into  the  line  before 
the  ball  was  put  in  play,  and  pulling  his  vis-a-vis  off-side  in  a 
style  that  had  been  in  vogue  a  dozen  years  before.  "Bill" 
Craig  and  "Charley"  Whelan  put  up  a  great  game  at  end, 
while  "Johnny"  Warden,  as  quarter-back,  ran  his  team  with 
great  judgment.  Behind  the  line  "Charlie"  Proctor  lifted 
his  famous  kicks  into  the  air,  and  bucked  the  center  hard 
and  low.  "Bill"  Stickney  with  his  great  shoulders  carried 
everything  before  him  when  he  struck  the  line:  but  it  was 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  9 

"Wife"  Jennings,  who,  had  he  been  permitted  to  play  on 
Dave  Campbell's  Harvard  team,  would  have  been  praised  to 
the  skies  as  All-America  half-back,  who  did  most  of  the 
ground  gaining  for  the  "old  boys."  Starting  like  a  sprinter, 
wriggling  through  a  hole  scarcely  big  enough  to  admit  a 
rabbit,  dodging  and  shaking  off  would-be  tacklers,  once  in 
the  open  field  he  showed  the  younger  generation  what  a  hun- 
dred yards  in  ten  and  three-fifths  looked  like — from  behind. 
It  was  worth  going  miles  to  see.  The  first  half  resulted 
6  to  0  in  favor  of  the  "gracls."  At  the  beginning  of  the 
second  half  Charlie  Proctor  broke  his  nose  and  retired  in 
favor  of  "Phil"  Patey.  The  latter,  who  made  right  half  his 
freshman  year,  only  to  be  debarred  from  playing  for  the  rest 
of  his  coujse,  gave  the  undergrads  a  great  deal  of  trouble. 
Low  built,  like  Jennings,  he  was  a  hard  man  to  stop.  The 
alumni  had  scored  again,  and  it  was  12  to  0,  but  "Dubsy" 
rallied  his  men,  and  rushing  the  short  winded  "grads"  down 
the  field  scored  touchdown  and  goal.  But  time  was  soon 
called,  and  the  "old  boys"  remained  the  winners. 

On  Wednesday,  October  2d,  Dartmouth  met  New  Hamp- 
shire College  in  the  first  game  of  the  regular  schedule.  The 
"Aggies"  had  a  heavy  team,  but  they  were  slow  and  did  not 
play  together.  Dartmouth  showed  great  team  work,  pulling 
and  hauling  the  runner  along  many  yards  after  he  was 
downed.  All  the  new  material  was  tried  out,  and  everybody 
was  given  a  show.  No  less  than  six  men  were  played  at 
quarter:  Wit  ham,  Belknap,  Farmer,  Hausmann,  Melvin  and 
Brotherhood.  The  game  was  a  romp  for  the  Hanover  boys, 
the  final  score  standing  51  to  0. 

On  Saturday,  October  5th,  Dartmouth  defeated  Trinity, 
23  to  0,  which  was  exactly  the  score  made  by  Yale  against 
the  same  team  a  week  earlier.  The  game  was  even  more 


10  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

one-sided  than  the  score  would  indicate,  as  Trinity  made  her 
distance  but  twice  during  the  entire  contest  and  held  Dart- 
mouth but  once. 

The  Green  made  her  first  touchdown  in  short  order. 
Xewick's  kick-off  was  over  the  goal  line  and  Trinity  punted 
to  Dillon  on  Dartmouth's  50  yard  line.  He  was  not  downed 
until  he  had  covered  15  yards.  In  five  plays  more  the  ball 
had  crossed  the  line.  Goal.  6  to  0. 

After  the  next  kick-off  an  exchange  of  punts  gave  Dart- 
mouth the  ball  near  the  center  of  the  field.  An  off-side  play 
obliged  the  Hanover  men  to  kick.  From  their  own  15 
yard  line  the  Hartford  boys  did  their  only  effective  rushing, 
making  the  26  yard  line  before  being  obliged  to  punt.  Dart- 
mouth rushed  the  ball  to  the  25  yard  line,  where,  as  time 
was  nearly  up,  "Witham  called  for  a  goal  from  placement. 
The  ball  struck  a  Trinity  player  and  crossed  the  line,  Bullock 
falling  on  it  for  a  touchdown.  Score,  11  to  0. 

In  the  second  half  Dartmouth  put  in  an  entirely  new  team. 
After  several  kicks  back  and  forth,  a  fumble  gave  Griffin  a 
chance  to  fall  on  the  ball  on  Trinity's  40  yard  line.  From 
this  point  Colton,  dough  and  Patteson  romped  through 
Trinity's  line  for  Dartmouth's  third  score.  Ailing  kicked 
the  goal.  17  to  0. 

Griffin  ran  in  the  kick-off  to  Dartmouth's  35  yard  line, 
whence  Colton,  Grover  and  Patteson,  in  uninterrupted  pro- 
cession, carried  it  down  the  field  for  another  touchdown. 
Score,  23  to  0. 

Again  the  ball  was  rushed  nearly  the  length  of  the  field, 
and  was  on  Trinity's  15  yard  line  when  time  was  called. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  11 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Trinity. 

Bullock   1.  end  r Meredith 

Hanlon  Garvin 

Smith,  E.  B 1.  tackle  r Henderson 

Ailing 

Pratt  1.  guard  r Johnson 

Brown 

Lewis   center Crane 

Eiley 

Austin r.  guard  1 Myers 

Smith,  A.  K.  Hill 

Whelclen 

Place  r.  tackle  1 Van  Tine 

Griffin 

O'Connor r.  end  1 Allen 

Li  Hard  Chapman 

Witham    quarter Tuke 

Farmer  Merriam 

Belknap 

Xewick 1.  half-back  r Townsend 

Colton  Trumbull 

Yaughan   r.  half-back  1 Wyncoop 

Knibbs 
Patteson 

Dillon   full-back Van  Weelden 

Morse 

Clough 

Grover 

Score,   Dartmouth  23,  Trinity  0.     Touchdowns,  Dillon, 
Bullock,  Clough,  Colton.    Time,  20  minute  halves. 


12  FOOTBALL  AT  DAETMOUTH. 

DARTMOUTH  45,  BOSTON  COLLEGE  0. 

On  Wednesday,  October  8th,  Dartmouth  met,  at  Hanover, 
the  team  from  Boston  College,  fully  as  heavy  as  herself, 
which  had  just  succeeded  in  holding  Brown  to  12  points. 

Dartmouth  played  27  men  in  all,  no  one  man  being  allowed 
to  play  more  than  one  half,  yet  won  the  game  with  ridiculous 
ease.  Boston  College  could  gain  ground  in  no  way,  and  was 
surprisingly  weak  in  handling  punts. 

The  Green's  first  two  touchdowns  were  scored  in  short  or- 
der and  in  an  unexpected  way.  Newick  sent  the  ball  over  the 
line  on  the  kick-off,  and  Captain  "Jack,"  who  was  down  the 
field  like  the  wind,  dived  for  it,  while  the  Boston  men  stood 
stupidly  looking  on.  For  a  moment  there  was  silence,  then 
"Mac's"  voice  rang  out  sharply  from  the  side  line,  "I'm 
sorry,  Boston  College,"  said  he,  "but  that's  a  touchdown," 
and  from  both  sides  of  the  field  went  up  a  roar  of  laughter 
and  surprise.  It  took  Boston  College  five  minutes  to  realize 
that,  as  every  man  on  the  Dartmouth  team  had  started  be- 
hind the  ball,  they  were  all  on-side. 

The  kick-off  went  to  Newick,  who  was  downed  on  the  30 
yard  line.  Witham  at  once  punted  to  Boston  College's  15 
yard  line,  whence,  after  McCusker  had  failed  to  pick  up  the 
ball,  O'Connor  dropped  it  over  the  line  for  his  second  touch- 
down. 

Dartmouth's  third  touchdown  was  delayed  by  three  fum- 
bles. With  very  little  opposition  on  the  part  of  the  visitors 
Vaughan  finally  carried  the  ball  over. 

The  fourth  touchdown  took  but  ten  plays.  Score,  Dart- 
mouth 24. 

A  pretty  run  by  little  Jack  Belknap  took  the  kick-off  back 
to  Dartmouth's  45  yard  line.  A  long  punt  of  Newick's  was 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  13 

fumbled,  and  it  was  O'Connor's  ball  on  the  15  yard  line.  In 
two  plays  Morse  was  dragged  over  for  another  score.  29  to  0. 

As  has  been  said,  Dartmouth  put  in  an  entirely  new  eleven 
at  the  beginning  of  the  second  half.  A  fumbled  punt  gave 
the  Green  the  ball,  near  the  center  of  the  field,  and  in  four 
plays  Grover  crossed  the  line.  Score,  34  to  0. 

A  fifty  yard  run  by  Farmer,  a  few  line  plays  and  a  30 
yard  gain  by  Patteson  resulted  quickly  in  another  touch- 
down. 40  to  0. 

Another  romp  down  the  field,  and  Dartmouth  was  set  back 
ten  yards  for  off-side.  Standing  on  the  29  yard  line  Chaun- 
cey  Colton  deftly  sent  the  ball  squarely  between  the  posts 
for  a  goal  from  the  field.  45  to  0. 

Down  the  field  once  more.  Herman  fell  on  a  muffed  punt 
and  it  was  Dartmouth's  ball  on  the  25  yard  line.  As  only  30 
seconds  of  the  half  remained,  Colton  dropped  back  for  an- 
other try  at  goal.  The  kick  was  partially  blocked  and  the 
ball  fell  near  the  goal  line,  where  Whelden  touched  it  down. 
The  score,  however,  was  not  allowed,  as  it  was  claimed  that 
time  had  been  up  before  the  play  started. 

Summary : 

Dartmouth.  Boston  College. 

Bullock    1.  end  r Nickerson 

Hanlon  White 

Herman 

Smith,  E.  B 1.  tackle  r McCusker 

Whelden 

Pratt 1.  guard  r Lucey 

Riley 

Lewis center Kenney 

Smith 


14  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Leach   r.  guard  1 Eorke 

Austin 

Brown 

Place   r.  tackle  1 Koen 

Griffin 

O'Connor .  r.  end  1 Sullivan 

Lillard 

"\Vitham quarter Eiley 

Belknap 

Farmer 

Newick 1.  half-back  r McCarthy 

Colton  Sullivan 

Knibbs r.  half-back  1 Ford 

Patteson 

Yaughan 

Dillon  full-back McCusker 

Morse  Lane 

Grover 

Score,  Dartmouth  45.  Touchdowns,  O'Connor  (2), 
Vaughan,  Morse  (2),  Patteson,  Grover.  Goal  from  the  field, 
Colton.  Time,  20  minute  halves. 


DAKTMOUTH  22,  TUFTS  0. 

On  October  12th,  Dartmouth  defeated,  at  Hanover,  the 
strong  Tufts  eleven,  which,  having  just  scored  on  Yale,  was 
confident  of  a  victory  over  the  Green.  The  game  was  a  romp 
for  the  New  Hampshire  team,  which  played  29  men  before 
the  contest  was  finished.  Tufts  fought  hard  to  score,  espe- 
cially toward  the  end  of  the  game,  but  with  Hausmann, 
Clough  and  Foster,  who  was  just  out  of  the  hospital,  playing 
the  back  field  positions,  and  a  substitute  line.  Dartmouth 
stopped  her  opponents  time  after  time.  Little  Jack  Belknap 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  15 

did  great  work  in  handling  punts  in  the  back  field,  contrib- 
uting not  a  little  to  the  "shut-out."  As  usual,  Dartmouth 
did  not  get  through  the  game  without  injuries.  Knibbs  was 
hurt,  and  Captain  O'Connor,  who  had  never  been  injured 
before  in  his  life,  retired  with  a  twisted  knee  which  kept  him 
out  of  the  line-up  for  five  weeks. 

Tufts'  kick-off  at  the  beginning  of  the  game  was  caught 
by  Grover,  who  ran  to  the  25  yard  line.  Colton  sent  a  beau- 
tiful punt  to  Clement,  and  Tufts,  forced  to  kick  after  gaining 
five  yards,  returned  it.  Twice  more  punts  were  exchanged, 
Colton  gaining  steadily,  and  Tufts  making  desperate  efforts 
to  rush  the  ball  before  kicking.  Finally  Farmer  made  a  fair 
catch  on  the  visitors'  45  yard  line,  and  Ailing  tried  for  a  goal 
from  the  field.  The  ball  fell  short  and  was  caught  on  the 
10  yard  line,  whence  Clement  punted  20  yards  to  Grover. 
Now  for  the  first  time  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball,  plunging 
through  the  visitors'  line  for  long  gains.  The  first  touch- 
down came  in  short  order,  and  Alling's  goal  made  it  6. 

O'Connor  caught  Tufts'  kick-off  and  ran  the  ball  in  20 
yards.  Colton  punted  to  Tufts'  45  yard  line,  where  Pratt, 
by  a  long  dive,  stretched  Knight  on  the  ground.  On  the  first 
play  Colton  downed  Clement  for  a  four  yard  loss.  Now  three 
times  in  succession,  after  vainh'  attempting  to  rush  the  ball, 
Tufts  tried  the  quarter-back  kick,  catching  Dartmouth  nap- 
ping twice.  Once  Grover  secured  the  ball,  but  the  umpire, 
for  some  unexplained  reason,  took  it  away  and  gave  it  to 
the  visitors.  The  third  kick  gave  Tufts  the  ball  on  Dart- 
mouth's 10  yard  line,  where  Colton's  beautiful  tackle  had 
saved  a  touchdown.  On  the  first  pla}r  Colton  dropped  the 
runner  behind  the  line.  Tufts  tried  O'Connor's  end,  but 
made  no  gain  and  sent  Clement  back  for  a  goal  from  the 
field.  He  had  no  time  to  get  the  ball  away  properly,  and  it 
went  wide  of  the  mark. 


16  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Dartmouth  kicked  out,  and  Tufts,  after  trying  Bullock's 
end  for  a  loss,  kicked  back.  The  Hanover  eleven  now  began 
to  rush  the  ball  again,  and  by  the  steady  plunges  of  Pat- 
teson,  Knibbs  and  Dillon  the  leather  was  carried  two-thirds 
the  length  of  the  field  for  a  touchdown.  The  goal  was  missed 
and  the  score  stood  11  to  0. 

After  the  next  kick-off,  an  exchange  of  punts  gave  Dart- 
mouth the  ball  on  her  40  j-ard  line,  whence  it  was  rushed  to 
within  20  yards  of  a  touchdown  before  time  was  called. 

The  second  half  began  with  Dartmouth's  kick-off.  Pratt, 
who  had  been  playing  a  great  game  throughout,  made  an- 
other beautiful  diving  tackle,  downing  the  runner  on  the  25 
yard  line.  Bullock  threw  Eay  for  a  loss  and  Tufts  punted. 
Again  the  procession  to  the  goal  line,  resulting  in  the  third 
touchdown.  Griffin's  goal  made  it  17. 

O'Connor  ran  in  the  kick-off  some  15  yards.  Newick  im- 
mediately punted  to  Tufts'  50  yard  line.  Dartmouth  was 
now  playing  a  substitute  team,  with  the  exception  of  Griffin 
and  O'Connor,  yet  the  visitors  were  utterly  unable  to  make 
any  impression  on  the  Green's  line,  and  after  three  attempts 
gave  up  the  ball  on  downs.  Once  more  Newick  punted,  this 
time  to  Tufts'  10  yard  line,  where  Knight's  fumble  gave  the 
ball  to  Dartmouth,  and  the  Hanover  men's  fourth  touch- 
down followed  immediately. 

With  ten  minutes  of  the  half  still  to  be  played,  Dartmouth 
put  in  six  more  substitutes,  and  resorted  to  a  punting,  de- 
fensive game.  The  play  was  all  in  Dartmouth's  territory  yet 
Tufts  never  came  within  35  yards  of  scoring.  Twice  Belknap 
was  tackled  back  of  the  goal  line  with  the  ball  in  his  posses- 
sion, but  each  time  it  was  a  touchback  and  not  a  safety.  The 
call  of  time  found  the  ball  in  Dartmouth's  possession  on  her 
own  22  yard  line. 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  17 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Tufts. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Cannell 

Hanlon  Dunham 

Ailing 1.  tackle  r Coutten 

Smith,  E.  B. 

Pratt 1  guard  r Pierce 

Brown 

Kiley center Hill 

Smith,  A.  K.  Lennett 

Davis  \ 

Place r.  guard  1 Galarneau 

Austin 
Leach 

Griffin r.  tackle  1 Chapman       <i 

O'Connor  r.  end  1 Plunkett 

Lillard 

Farmer quarter Sherlock 

Witham 
Belknap 

Colton  1.  half-back  r Clements 

Patteson 

i: 

Xewick 

Mulqueeny 

Hausmann 

Knibbs   r.  half-back  1 Eay 

Vaughan 
Foster 

Grover full-back Knight 

Dillon 
Clough 


18  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Score,  Dartmouth  22,  Tufts  0.  Touchdowns,  Colton, 
Knibbs,  Dillon,  Vaughan.  Goals,  Ailing,  Yaughan.  Time, 
20  minute  periods. 


DAKTMOUTH  6,  WILLIAMS  2. 

At  the  Cedar  Street  grounds  in  Xewton  Center,  on  Octo- 
ber 19th,  Dartmouth  defeated  Williams  in  one  of  the  most 
exciting  contests  ever  played  between  the  two  colleges. 

It  was  the  first  time  that  the  Purple  and  the  Green  had 
met  since  '99,  when,  in  that  never-to-be-forgotten  game  at 
Hanover,  the  Berkshire  men  had  won  out,  12  to  10.  In  mem- 
ory of  this  contest,  perhaps,  two  hundred  men  from  Wil- 
liamstown,  six  hundred  from  Hanover,  and  thousands  of  the 
alumni  and  sympathizers  of  each  college  from  Boston  had 
gathered  to  behold  the  struggle. 

Now  of  all  teams  in  the  country  Williams  desires  to  beat 
Dartmouth.  They  would  rather  win  from  the  Xew  Hamp- 
shire institution  than  from  Harvard.  And  in  anticipation  of 
this  game  they  had  been  rounding  their  eleven  into  shape 
for  some  weeks  previous.  "Mac,"  on  the  other  hand,  not 
anticipating  serious  trouble  from  Williams,  and  looking 
rather  to  the  Wesleyan  and  Brown  games,  had  just  picked  his 
team  some  five  days  before,  and,  trusting  in  his  swift-charg- 
ing linemen,  had  not  made  much  attempt  to  develop  offensive 
plays.  The  Hanover  team  was  not  in  good  shape,  physically. 
The  captain  was  out  of  the  game,  as  was  Knibbs,  the  best  de- 
fensive player  among  the  backs.  Colton  was  laid  up  on  ac- 
count of  a  bad  muscle  bruise,  Dillon  had  been  knocked  sense- 
less in  Thursday's  practice  and  was  far  from  strong,  Xewick 
could  scarcely  bear  a  shoe  on  his  foot,  while  Witham  and  Pat- 
teson  had  weak  ankles  which  might  give  way  at  any  moment. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  19 

On  the  other  hand,  Williams,  with  the  best  team  that,  she 
had  had  for  years,  was  all  primed,  as  it  were,  for  this  especial 
contest.  Her  men  fought  hard  and  died  game.  On  the  other 
hand,  the  Dartmouth  linemen  seemed  to  lack  the  snap  and 
ginger  which  had  characterized  the  playing  of  the  team  in 
previous  battles. 

It  was  a  close,  fierce,  exciting  game,  which  kept  the  six 
•thousand  spectators  at  fever  heat  throughout.  Indeed, 
through  the  greater  part  of  the  second  half,  Dartmouth's 
supporters  had  several  kinds  of  heart  disease. 

All  through  the  first  period  Dartmouth  showed  great  su- 
periority to  her  rivals  in  both  offense  and  defense.  Williams 
was  unable  to  gain  ground  at  all,  while  the  Hanover  boys 
rushed  the  ball  down  the  field  time  after  time,  only  to  lose 
it,  when  nearing  the  Purple's  goal,  on  a  fumble,  on  downs  or 
a  penalty.  With  a  little  more  dash  and  go  in  the  playing, 
Dartmouth  should  have  scored  at  least  twice  in  this  first  half. 

With  the  score  0  to  0,  the  second  half  opened  disastrously. 
Witham  had  a  punt  blocked,  and  it  was  Williams'  ball,  dan- 
gerously near  our  goal.  Twenty  yards  they  rushed  it,  but  on 
the  three  yard  line  the  Hanover  men  made  a  wonderful 
stand,  and  took  away  the  ball  on  downs.  Witham  went  back 
for  a  punt,  but  Eiley's  pass  was  bad,  and  the  quarter-back  was 
forced  to  make  a  safety.  The  Berkshire  rooters  were  wild 
with  joy,  and  the  Hanover  men  correspondingly  depressed. 

After  the  kick-out  an  exchange  of  punts  gave  Williams  the 
ball,  but  unable  to  rush  it,  she  punted  and  Dartmouth  carried 
it  by  short  plunges  to  the  Purple's  40  yard  line,  where  it  was 
lost  on  downs.  Williams  was  immediately  penalized  for  off- 
side, and  Watson  sent  a  poor  punt  to  Patteson,  who  made  a 
fair  catch  on  the  40  yard  line.  Ailing  tried  a  place  kick  for 
a  goal,  and  the  Hanover  eleven  went  tearing  down  the  field 


20  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

after  the  ball,  which,  falling  on  the  six  yard  line,  went  rolling 
toward  the  goal.  And  now  "Mac's"  careful  lessons  bore 
fruit,  and  ignorance  of  the  rules  cost  the  Berkshire  men  the 
game.  For,  while  Watson  and  Moore  stood  stupidly  waiting 
for  the  ball  to  roll  over  the  line,  Hanlon,  who  of  course  was 
on-side,  having  started  with  the  kick,  hurled  himself  upon  it 
and  rolled  over  the  line  for  a  touchdown.  Amidst  wild 
cheers  from  the  Hanover  contingent  Ailing  kicked  a  perfect 
goal.  Dartmouth  6,  Williams  2. 

Williams  kicked  off,  and  Witham  fell  back  once  more  to 
punt.  Again  the  Berkshire  linemen  blocked,  and  it  was  the 
Purple's  ball  on  our  12  yard  line.  Three  charges  through 
Dartmouth's  left  resulted  in  a  first  down  on  the  Green's  one 
yard  line,  and  a  groan  went  up  as  visions  of  defeat  by  a  score 
of  7  to  6  floated  before  the  minds  of  the  rooters.  Bullock 
was  badly  injured  in  the  last  play  and  took  the  limit  of  time. 
With  time  nearly  up  and  a  sure  touchdown  for  the  Purple  in 
sight,  it  seemed  as  if  no  power  could  save  Dartmouth  from 
defeat.  But  the  Hanover  linemen  were  desperate.  Two 
men  broke  through  the  center  and  the  Williams  quarter  was 
tackled  just  as  he  passed  the  ball.  In  consequence  it  struck 
Peabody's  shoulder  and  bounded  into  the  air.  Bullock 
leaped  for  it,  and  started  off,  with  a  clear  field  before  him, 
toward  Williams'  goal.  Had  he  been  uninjured  a  touchdown 
of  a  sensational  nature  must  have  followed.  But  Graves 
downed  him  from  behind,  after  he  had  covered  35  yards. 
Witham  quickly  punted  out  of  danger,  and  after  an  exchange 
of  punts  time  was  called,  with  the  ball  in  Williams'  territory. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Williams. 

Hanlon 1.  end  r Wilbur 

Lillard  Vose 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  21 

Ailing 1.  tackle  r Hatch 

Pratt    1.  guard  r Laurence 

Leach 

Riley center Mossman 

Smith 

Place r.  guard  1 Cole 

Griffin r.  tackle  1 Dennett 

Bullock  r.  end  1 O'Xeil 

Farmer quarter Moore 

Witham 

.Xcwick 1.  half-back  r Watson 

Brown 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Jaeckel 

Graves 

Dillon full-back Peabody 

Patteson 

Score,  Dartmouth  6,  Williams  2.  Touchdown,  Hanlon. 
Safety,  Witham.  Goal  from  touchdown,  Ailing.  Time,  25 
minute  halves. 


DARTMOUTH  35,  BOWDOIN  6. 

On  Saturday,  October  26th,  Dartmouth  met  Bowdoin  at 
Portland.  Bowdoin  had  a  good  team,  in  excellent  condition, 
and  after  holding  Harvard  to  12  to  0,  a  week  or  so  previously, 
had  great  hopes  of  defeating  the  wearers  of  the  Green.  In- 
deed, the  Boston  Globe  made  no  secret  of  the  fact  that  it 
was  Bowdoin's  game,  the  only  question  being  in  regard  to 
the  score. 

The  Dartmouth  boys,  however,  had  recovered  their  morale 
during  the  week  that  had  elapsed  since  the  Williams  game, 
and  the  majority  of  the  cripples  were  back  in  the  line-up, 


22  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

with  only  Bullock,  Knibbs  and  Captain  O'Connor  on  the  sick 
list.  The  shame  that  all  felt  over  the  narrow  escape  from 
defeat  by  Williams  had  resulted  in  hard,  earnest  work  during 
the  week,  urged  on  by  the  stinging  words  of  the  head  coach. 

The  day  was  a  perfect  one  for  the  game,  which  was  wit- 
nessed by  the  largest  crowd  that  Portland  ever  mustered  to 
behold  such  a  contest. 

Dartmouth  played  straight  football,  fast  and  furious,  get- 
ting the  jump  on  Bowdoin's  line  every  time.  To  this  very 
fact,  however,  was  due  Bowdoin's  only  score,  as  the  umpire, 
a  Bowdoin  man,  could  not  believe  that  the  Hanover  boys 
were  not  off-side. 

Aided  by  three  penalties  for  off-side  play,  Bowdoin  suc- 
ceeded in  carrying  the  ball  to  Dartmouth's  45  yard  line. 
From  this  point  the  boys  in  Green  carried  it  straight  down 
the  field,  losing  it  once  for  off-side  play,  but  holding  Bowdoni 
for  downs  immediately.  Three  plunges,  one  each  by  Brown, 
Patteson  and  Vaughan,  and  the  ball  was  over  the  line. 

Bowdoin's  kick-off  was  fumbled  by  Patteson,  and  Fogg  fell 
on  the  ball.  Two  gains  by  Bowdoin,  and  then  the  Dartmouth 
line  stood  like  a  stone  wall;  a  third  play,  and  the  Brunswick 
boys  were  thrown  back.  The  umpire  was  sure  that  this  was 
the  result  of  off-side  play,  and  Bowdoin  was  given  a  first 
down,  on  the  five  yard  line.  Towne  made  a  yard,  but  on  the 
next  play  was  thrown  back.  Again  the  umpire  was  sure  that 
Dartmouth  must  have  been  off-side,  and  it  was  Bowdoin's 
ball  on  the  two  yard  line.  Afraid  to  charge,  the  Dartmouth 
line  waited,  and  could  not  hold  Towne  back  from  their  goal 
line.  Score,  6  to  6. 

Hunt  caught  the  kick-off  on  the  five  yard  line  and  \\  as 
downed  in  his  tracks.  He  punted  immediately,  but  Dart- 
mouth fumbled,  and  after  trying  in  vain  to  make  through 
the  line,  a  second  punt  was  sent  to  Vaughan  by  the  Bowdoin 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  23 

captain.  Dartmouth's  fast  offensive  machine  now  got  to 
work,  and  another  touchdown  came  in  short  order.  Score, 
11  to  6. 

In  the  remaining  time  Dartmouth  carried  the  ball  from 
her  own  10  yard  line  to  Bowdoin's  15  yard  line. 

The  beginning  of  the  second  half  found  Dartmouth  rush- 
ing the  Bowdoin  team  down  the  field,  with  Vaughan  in  the 
star  role,  though  most  of  the  gains  were  due  to  the  machine- 
like  precision  of  the  team  work.  Dartmouth  lost  the  ball  on 
downs  once,  but  soon  recovered  it,  and  Dillon,  who  here  went 
in  for  Patteson,  carried  the  ball  30  yards  in  three  rushes,  and 
had  scored  again.  Dartmouth  17,  Bowdoin  6. 

Witham  missed  the  kick-off,  but  Dillon  picked  up  the  ball 
and  ran  it  in  to  the  30  yard  line.  The  machine  started  going, 
and  soon  Morse  had  crossed  the  line  for  another  score. 

Bowdoin  kicked  off,  and  Witham,  behind  magnificent  inter- 
ference, ran  in  the  ball  95  yards  for  Dartmouth's  fifth  score. 
Dartmouth  29,  Bowdoin  6. 

Time  was  nearly  up,  and  Witham  punted  immediately. 
Hunt  made  25  yards  on  a  fake  kick.  Here  the  Hanover  line 
held  hard,  and  Hunt  punted  to  Vaughan  on  Dartmouth's  35 
yard  line.  The  latter  was  off  like  a  shot,  running  low  and 
hard,  dodging  man  after  man,  until  only  Fogg  stood  between 
him  and  the  goal.  But  Witham  hurled  himself  at  the  latter 
and  they  went  doAvn  together,  leaving  "Jimmy"  to  complete 
his  75  yard  run  by  touching  down  the  ball.  Griffin  kicked 
goal  and  time  was  called  almost  immediately. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Bowdoin. 

Farmer r.  end  1 Fogg 

Griffin r.  tackle  1 -.  .  .  .  Dunlap 

Place r.  guard  1 Shaw 


24  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Smith center. Philoon 

Pratt 1.  guard  r Davis 

Ailing 1.  tackle  r Hamilton 

Hanlon 1.  end  r Ivelley 

Lillard 

Witham  quarter Conners 

Brown 1.  half-back  r Hunt 

Morse 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Munro 

Patteson full-back Towne 

Dillon 

Score,  Dartmouth  35,  Bowdoin  6.  Touchdowns,  Yaughan 
(3),  Dillon,  Morse,  Witham,  Towne.  Beferee.  Keller  of  Port- 
land. Umpire,  Boss,  Bowdoin,  '94.  Time,  25  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Portland  Sunday  Times:  "Dartmouth  gave  an  exhibition 
of  team  work  that  could  not  be  improved  upon.  It  is  no 
exaggeration  to  say  that  Dartmouth  had  the  strongest  team 
ever  seen  here.  It  plays  as  one  man;  the  backs  work  together 
like  a  unit,  and  fast  is  no  name  for  the  playing  they  do.  Cer- 
tain it  is  that  all  their  work  so  dovetailed  together  and  was 
so  accurately  carried  out  that  even  the  Bowdoin  rooters  were 
carried  away  with  admiration  for  it.  Dartmouth  plays  Har- 
vard a  week  from  next  Saturday.  She  did  not  put  in  her  best 
men  against  Bowdoin.  What  she  can  do  it  is  impossible  to 
judge,  but  if  she  can  do  better  work  than  did  Saturday's 
team,  it  would  be  safe  betting  that  she  will  give  the  Crimson 
at  Cambridge  the  hardest  proposition  to  solve  that  has  ever 
gone  up  against  them  from  a  small  college.'" 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  25 

Another  account  in  a  Portland  paper  said  that  Dart- 
mouth's line  was  as  good  as  her  backs,  the  right  tackle,  in 
particular,  playing  like  "a  raging  bull." 

It  was  a  proud  day  for  "Jimmy"  Vaughan.  Playing  in  his 
home  town,  with  half  Maine  there  to  see  him,  he  was  the  star 
of  the  visiting  team.  His  running  in  of  Bowdoin's  last  punt 
was  a  beautiful  piece  of  work. 

Poor  old  Bowdoin  had  a  fine  team  and  before  this  disas- 
trous game  every  prospect  of  winning  the  championship  of 
Maine.  But  this  defeat  so  crippled  and  discouraged  them 
that  even  Colby  defeated  them,  later  on. 

A  wonderful  man  is  our  little  head  coach.  Silent  and  in- 
scrutable before  the  game,  after  it  was  over  he  relaxed  en- 
tirely. At  the  theater  in  the  evening  the  players  passed  him 
around  as  though  he  were  a  medicine  ball,  while  he  vowed  he 
would  put  them  all  on  the  "second"  unless  they  let  him  down. 
Yet  on  Monday  afternoon,  he  was  again  like  a  steel  trap,  and 
every  man  on  the  team  quaked  at  the  sound  of  his  voice.  His 
telegram  to  the  college  raised  an  exultant,  joyful  yell: 
"Dartmouth  35,  Bowdoin  0.  Wesleyan  next. 

"McCornack." 


DARTMOUTH  29,  WESLEYAX  12. 

On  Saturday,  November  2d,  Dartmouth  met,  at  Hanover, 
the  rival  who  had  been  the  first  to  defeat  her  on  her  own 
grounds.  For  before  the  disastrous  game  in  the  fall  of  '98, 
no  visiting  team  had  ever  won  a  game  on  Alumni  Field.  But 
for  three  consecutive  years  the  sturdy  Methodists  had 
brought  defeat  to  Dartmouth,  and  the  siglit  of  Inglis  plowing 
through  the  line,  dragging  half  the  green-stockinged  team 
after  him,  had  become  all  too  familiar  to  Hanover  rooters. 


26  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

This  player,  whom  Charles  E.  Patterson  called  the-  liest 
full-back  of  the  last  two  years,  and  of  whom  he  said:  "Had 
he  played  on  a  large  college  team,  his  praises  would  have 
sounded  from  Maine  to  California,"  had  been  Dartmouth's 
"bete  noir'  for  three  years. 

This  year,  however,  the  two  teams  were  very  evenly 
matched  in  weight  and  strength,  Wesleyan  averaging  only  a 
pound  or  two  more. 

After  Wesleyan  had  run  in  the  kick-off  to  the  25  yard  line 
and  had  made  first  down  once,  Thompson  broke  through 
Dartmouth's  line,  and  with  Nixon  interfering  for  him  ran 
down  the  field  with  only  "Jimmy"  Vaughan  between  him  and 
the  goal  line.  A  gro'an  burst  from  the  crowd,  for  it  seemed 
a  sure  touchdown;  but  suddenly  a  cheer  rang  forth, — ",Jim- 
my,"  by  a  wonderful  tackle,  had  dodged  the  quarter-back  and 
stretched  the  runner  on  the  ground.  Plunges  by  limlis 
brought  the  ball  to  the  12  yard  line.  Here,  amidst  the 
wildest  enthusiasm,  Dartmouth  held  firmly  and  took  the  ball 
away. 

A  bad  punt  by  Witham  sent  the  ball  outside  at  the  28  yard 
line,  and  the  trouble  began  again.  On  the  seven  yard  line 
Dartmouth  held  twice,  and  in  the  next  play  a  fumble  gave 
Smith  the  ball.  Again  we  were  sure  that  the  goal  was  -a  1C: 
but  on  the  very  next  play  came  a  fumble,  and  in  two  plunges 
Inglis  was  over.  Score,  Wesleyan  6,  Dartmouth  0. 

The  kick-off  was  caught  by  Inglis,  who  was  downed  by 
Smith  on  the  20  yard  line.  After  a  small  gain  or  two,  Thomp- 
son broke  through  Dartmouth's  line  for  40  yards.  A  beauti- 
ful tackle  by  Witham  stopped  him.  Lillard  took  Bullock's, 
place.  Inglis  tried  right  end,  but  Lillard,  by  a  beautiful  long, 
diving  tackle,  stretched  him  on  the  ground,  and  he  had  to  be 
helped  off  the  field.  Dartmouth  now  gained  possession  of  the 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  27 

ball,  the  offensive  machine  went  to  work,  and  by  three  and 
four  yard  gains  Knibbs  and  Vaughan  smashed  their  way 
through  the  Wesleyan  line.  A  touchdown  by  the  right  half- 
back and  a  goal  by  Griffin  tied  the  score. 

A  fumble  gave  Wesleyan  the  ball  on  the  40  yard  line,  and 
10  yards  for  off-side  play,  with  two  line  charges,  brought  it  to 
the  Green's  23  yard  line,  beyond  which  it  could  not  be  forced. 
A  goal  from  the  field  was  attempted,  but  Pratt  blocked  it 
Wesleyan  still  kept  the  ball,  and  being  unable  to  reach  the 
25  yard  line,  tried  another  goal  from  the  field.  This,  too, 
was  blocked,  and  Dartmouth  secured  the  ball.  Dartmouth 
now  began  her  march  down  the  field,  gaining  steadily;  when 
suddenly  Thompson,  having  snatched  the  ball  from  Knibbs' 
hands,  emerged  from  the  crowd  and  with  a  clear  field  tore 
down  towards  the  goal  for  a  touchdown.  Protest  was  made, 
but  the  officials  had  seen  nothing,  and  the  play  was  allowed. 
Score,  Wesleyan  12,  Dartmouth  6. 

Dartmouth  was  now  desperate.  Patteson  tackled  Thomp- 
son viciously  on  the  15  yard  line,  and  Dartmouth  ripped  up 
the  Wesleyan  line  twice,  holding  the  backs  for  no  gain.  A 
short  punt  was  sent  to  Vaughan,  who  failed  to  catch  it,  and 
it  was  Wesleyan's  ball  in  the  middle  of  the  field.  Again  Wes- 
leyan could  not  gain,  and  punted  to  Vaughan  on  the  five 
yard  line.  He  atoned  for  his  recent  muff  by  a  35  yard  run, 
aided  by  Farmer's  interference.  A  delayed  pass,  well  exe- 
cuted, sent  Vaughan  to  Wesleyan's  30  yard  line.  Dartmouth 
was  playing  beautiful  offensive  football,  having  covered  80 
yards  in  less  than  40  seconds.  Two  more  plays  and  time  for 
the  first  half  was  called,  with  the  ball  on  Wesleyan's  20  yard 
line.  But  for  Thompson's  run,  which  should  not  have  been 
allowed,  the  score  would  have  stood:  Dartmouth  12,  Wes- 
leyan 6. 


28  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Between  the  halves  McCornack  had  given  the  team  a  se- 
vere dressing  down  and  they  came  out  with  three  new  backs 
and  a  fresh  tackle,  smarting  under  the  check  they  had  en- 
countered, and  eager  to  retrieve  their  fortunes.  Farmer  ran 
in  the  kick-off,  and  Dillon,  Morse  and  Brown  smashed  the 
Middletown  line  for  long  gains.  A  touchdown  followed  in 
short  order  and  a  roar  of  applause  announced  the  fact  that 
Griffin  had  kicked  a  difficult  goal,  and  the  score  was  tied, 
12  to  12. 

Wesleyan  was  not  heaten  yet,  however,  and  held  Dart- 
mouth twice,  soon  after  the  next  kick-off.  Witham  punted, 
and  AVesleyan,  unable  to  gain,  punted  back.  The  ball  went 
outside  the  30  yard  line,  and  from  here  Dillon  and  Morse 
carried  it  down  the  field  and  over  for  the  third  touchdown. 
Score,  18  to  12.  Dartmouth  now  led,  and  everyone  breathed 
easier. 

A  pretty  broken  field  run  by  Dillon  brought  back  the  kick- 
off  to  the  45  yard  line.  Again  the  machine  got  to  work,  and 
did  not  stop  until  the  Methodists'  goal  line  had  been  crossed 
again.  24  to  12. 

Dillon  ran  in  the  kick-off  to  the  35  yard  line,  where  the 
ball  went  to  Wesleyan  on  a  fumble.  Unable  to  gain,  Calder 
tried  a  drop  kick.  This  was  blocked,  and  Griffin  fell  on  the 
ball.  Wesle}-an  held,  and  Witham  punted  to  Thompson,  who 
was  dropped  on  his  own  40  yard  line  by  Pratt  and  Smith. 
Wesleyan  could  not  gain  and  punted.  Smith  caught  the  ball 
on  the  50  yard  line.  Time  was  nearly  up,  and  after  a  few 
rushes  Griffin  was  sent  back  to  the  37  yard  line  to  try  for  a 
goal  from  the  field.  "I'll  bet  a  dollar  he  gets  it,"  cried  the 
little  head  coach,  excitedly,  to  the  crowd  near  him.  Straight 
as  an  arrow  flew  the  ball,  safely  over  the  heads  of  the  players, 
squarely  between  the  goal  posts.  29  to  12  the  score  stood 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  29 

now,  yet  plucky  Wesleyan  did  not  give  in.  She  held  Dart- 
mouth for  downs  and  had  the  ball  on  the  35  yard  line  when, 
in  the  gathering  darkness,  time  was  called. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Wesleyan. 

Farmer 1.  end  r Ackhart 

Garrison 

Ailing 1.  tackle  r Goode 

Smith,  R.  B. 

Pratt    1.  guard  r Silliman 

Smith center Espy 

Place   r.  guard  1 Pike 

Griffin   r.  tackle  1 Montgomery 

Newton 

Bullock r.  end  1 Eyester 

Lillard 

Witham   quarter Nixon 

Patteson 1.  half-back  r Thompson 

Dillon 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Corscaden 

Brown 

Knibbs full-back. Inglis 

Morse  Calder 

Score,  Dartmouth  29,  Wesleyan  12.  Touchdowns, 
Vaughan,  Morse  (2),  Dillon,  Inglis,  Thompson.  Goal  from 
the  field,  Griffin.  Referee,  Mr.  Lane  of  Harvard.  Umpire, 
Mr.  Hazen  of  Yale.  Time,  30  and  35  minute  halves. 


30  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Dartmouth's  offense  was  wonderful,  Dillon,  Vaughan  and 
Morse  excelling  in  this  department;  but  the  defense  was  not 
up  to  its  usual  standard.  Witham  and  Knibbs  did  the  best 
backing  up  of  the  line. 

Wesleyan  had  a  team  which  was  not  by  any  means  to  be 
despised.  Its  center  trio  averaged  204  pounds  in  weight,  its 
ends  were  fast  and  clever,  and  its  backs  stars  of  the  first 
magnitude.  In  Newton,  too,  it  had  a  tackle  whom  Griffin 
considered  the  best  man  that  faced  him  during  the  whole 
season,  not  even  excepting  Webb  of  Brown. 

Had  Thompson's  run  for  a  touchdown  been  disallowed,  the 
score  would  have  been  as  good  as  that  made  against  Bow- 
doin,  35  to  6. 

The  injury  to  Captain  Inglis  kept  him  out  of  the  Williams 
game,  which  Wesleyan  lost,  11  to  5. 


DARTMOUTH  22,  UNIVERSITY  OF  VERMONT  0. 

On  Saturday,  November  9th,  Dartmouth  took  revenge 
upon  the  University  of  Vermont  for  the  disgraceful  0  to  0 
score  of  the  previous  year.  Encouraged  by  this  game,  Ver- 
mont came  to  Hanover  with  the  idea  that  she  was  going  to 
repeat  the  dose,  and  her  men  fought  hard. 

"Mac"  had  been  giving  all  his  attention  during  the  week 
just  past  to  defense,  for  the  Wesleyan  game  had  shown  that 
this  was  the  weak  point  in  Dartmouth's  play.  Consequently 
the  offense  of  the  team  suffered,  and  play,  except  when  Ver- 
mont had  the  ball,  was  not  full  of  snap  and  dash.  Only 
twice  during  the  whole  game  did  Vermont  make  first  down, 
so  fierce  was  Dartmouth's  defense. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  31 

Dartmouth  began  the  game  by  rushing  the  ball  to  Ver- 
mont's 30  yard  line,  where  Griffin  made  a  trial  for  goal  from 
the  field.  Vermont  secured  the  ball,  but  could  not  gain,  and 
punted.  Dartmouth  again  rushed  to  the  30  yard  line  and 
Griffin  failed  a  second  time  to  secure  a  goal  from  placement. 
As  the  ball  had  rolled  over  the  goal  line,  Vermont  kicked  out 
and  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  back  to  the  25  yard  line. 
Here  a  fumble  occurred  and  Griffin  tried  for  another  goal 
from  the  field.  II .  V.  M.  blocked  the  kick  and  punted  imme- 
diately to  Withani  on  the  50  yard  line.  On  the  first  play  Pat- 
teson  tore  around  the  end  behind  beautiful  interference  for 
50  yards  and  a  touchdown.  Score,  5  to  0. 

Just  before  the  close  of  the  half  Dartmouth  was  near 
enough  to  try  a  goal  from  the  field,  Avhich  was  blocked  by  the 
Vermonters. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  second  half  Vermont  was  caught 
napping,  and  Lillard,  who  was  down  the  field  like  a  flash,  fell 
on  the  kick-off  for  a  touchdown.  Score,  10  to  0. 

Dartmouth's  backs  now  came  out  of  their  trance  and 
rushed  the  ball  rapidly  down  the  field,  never  requiring  more 
than  two  downs  for  their  distance.  On  the  25  yard  line  a 
fumble  cost  the  Green  the  ball,  and  Vermont,  after  trying 
in  vain  to  advance  the  ball,  punted  to  her  own  45  yard  line. 
From  this  point  it  took  but  ten  plays  to  carry  the  ball  over 
the  line,  Place,  Vaughan  and  Morse  gaining  all  the  distance. 
Score,  Dartmouth  16. 

Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  to  Vermont's  25  }rard  line, 
where  Griffin  tried  for  another  goal  from  the  field.  In  this 
play  Vermont  was  badty  off-side,  as  she  had  been  several 
times  during  the  game,  without  being  penalized.  While  the 
Hanover  men  were  clustering  around  the  officials,  Bates  of 


32  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Vermont,  with  the  ball  tucked  under  his  arm,  passed  un- 
observed, and  was  tearing  down  the  field  toward  Dartmouth's 
goal  when  three  or  four  Dartmouthites  set  sail  in  pursuit. 
Morse  finally  overhauled  him  on  the  Green's  45  yard  line. 
Dartmouth  soon  recovered  the  ball,  and  after  an  exchange 
of  kicks,  rushed  it  to  Vermont's  20  yard  line,  where  Brown 
broke  through  the  line  for  the  last  touchdown.  Score,  Dart- 
mouth 22. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Vermont. 

Xewick 1.  end  r Morse 

Farmer 

Ailing 1.  tackle  r Pierce 

Leach 

Smith,  E.  B   1.  guard  r Parker 

Pratt  Bean 

Smith,  A.  K center Beckley 

Place   r.  guard  1 Osborn 

Griffin r.  tackle  1 Patteson 

Lillard   r.  end  1 Bates 

Witham quarter Joyner 

Patteson 1.  half-back  r Welch 

Brown 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Newton 

Knibbs full-back Strait 

Morse 

Score,  Dartmouth  22,  Vermont  0.    Touchdowns,  Patteson, 
Lillard,  Morse,  Brown.    Time,  25  minute  halves. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  66 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

The  injury  to  Ailing  kept  him  out  of  the  game  for  the 
remainder  of  the  season. 

How  far  off-color  was  Dartmouth's  offense  may  be  seen 
from  the  fact  that  Union  defeated  U.  V.  M.  21  to  5  a  few 
days  later,  and  subsequently  was  herself  defeated  by  Brown 
24  to  5.  Had  Dartmouth  been  able  to  rush  the  ball  as 
against  Wesleyan,  the  score  must  have  been  over  40. 

Patteson's  ability  to  run  in  10  and  2-5  seconds  did  him 
good  service  when  once  he  cleared  Vermont's  end. 


DABTMOUTH  12,  HAEVAED  27. 

On  Saturday,  November  16th,  Dartmouth  met  Harvard  on 
Soldiers'  Field,  and  was  defeated  by  a  score  of  27  to  12. 
This  score  does  not  at  all  tell  the  true  story  of  the  contest, 
however,  which  was  obstinate,  and  anything  but  a  walkover 
for  the  Crimson.  Six  of  Harvard's  points  were  made  on  a  65 
yard  run  by  Barnard,  who  picked  the  ball  out  of  Place's 
hands  after  the  latter  had  called  "Down."  Five  more  points 
came  as  a  genuine  surprise,  in  the  shape  of  a  drop  kick  by 
Daly,  who  has  never  before  or  since  turned  the  trick  in  a 
contest.  Moreover,  Dartmouth  was  badly  outweighed,  espe- 
cially in  the  line,  where  her  men  averaged  19  pounds  per  man 
lighter  than  Harvard's.  This  great  discrepancy  in  weight 
was  the  main  cause  of  Dartmouth's  loss,  for  the  Hanover  line 
"got  the  jump"  on  the  Crimson  every  time,  even  according 
to  the  Boston  papers,  and  Dartmouth's  backs  were  as  fast  as 
Harvard's  in  offense,  and  decidedly  stronger  on  defense. 
Harvard  had  a  strong,  heavy,  veteran  team,  including  three 
or  four  graduates  of  other  colleges,  and  most  of  her  men  had 


34  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

been  playing  football  for  ten  years,  yet  the  writer  was 
assured  by  a  veteran  player  who  saw  the  game,  that  Dart- 
mouth, as  a  team,  knew  the  more  and  played  the  better  foot- 
ball. Harvard  had  not  been  defeated  or  tied  during  the 
whole  season,  had  had  but  two  touchdowns  made  upon  her, 
both  by  flukes,  and  ended  her  career  one  week  later  by 
smothering  Yale,  22  to  0. 

That  Brown  must  be  defeated  was  the  thought  ever 
present  to  Coach  McCornack,  and  because  he  was  assured 
that  the  Providence  men  had  sent  their  coaches  up  to  "get  a 
line"  on  Dartmouth's  play,  he  would  not  permit  the  use  of 
any  of  our  best  formations,  and  ordered  the  quarters  to  play 
a  kicking,  defensive  game.  Harvard,  on  the  other  hand,  was 
giving  a  final  "trying-out"  of  the  plays  to  be  used  the  fol- 
lowing Saturday  against  Yale,  and  was  working  her  hardest. 

Boston  papers  spoke  of  the  "fast,  spunky  football''  put  up 
by  Dartmouth  "from  start  to  finish,"  and  said  that  the  play- 
ing on  both  sides,  while  hard  and  fierce,  was  "thoroughly 
clean  and  gentlemanly."  The  game  was  enthusiastically  fol- 
lowed by  the  9,000  spectators,  and  the  cheering  and  singing 
was  as  continuous  and  thrilling  as  it  ever  is  in  the  Harvard- 
Yale  games.  The  contest  was  full  of  unusual  features: 
pretty  runs,  open  pla}',  trials  for  goals  from  the  field,  and  a 
great  deal  of  punting.  Witham  and  Griffin  easily  outdis- 
tanced the  Crimson  punter  and  made  gains  both  with  and 
against  the  wind. 

Harvard's  kick-off,  in  the  first  half,  was  caught  by  Morse. 
Witham,  obeying  orders,  immediately  punted  to  Marshall  on 
Harvard's  35  yard  line.  By  slow  gains  of  two  and  three 
yards  the  Crimson  hammered  her  way  to  Dartmouth's  35 
yard  line,  where,  rather  than  lose  the  ball,  she  carried  it  back 
20  yards.  Fanner  threw  Putnam  for  a  loss,  and  he  punted  to 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  35 

Witham  on  the  35  yard  line.  The  latter  promptly  punted  to 
Harvard's  50  yard  line,  whence,  aided  by  penalties  for  off-side, 
the  Crimson  slowly  rushed  the  ball  down  the  field  for  her 
first  touchdown.  The  tandem  formation  with  Graydon  car- 
rying the  ball,  the  play  which  plowed  through  the  Blue  on 
Xovember  23d,  was  the  chief  ground-gainer  for  Harvard. 
Score,  Harvard  5.  Time,  16  minutes. 

Griffin's  kick-off  was  away  over  the  goal  line,  and  Putnam 
kicked  out  from  his  own  20  yard  line  to  Griffin  again,  who 
made  a  fair  catch.  There  was  deathly  silence  as  the  latter 
tried  for  a  goal  from  the  field,  for  a  good  kick  meant  a  tie 
score.  The  ball  fell  short,  and  it  was  run  back  to  Harvard's 
30  yard  line.  Devens  made  a  10  yard  run  around  the  end, 
and  Harvard  was  given  10  yards  more  by  the  umpire.  Law- 
rence and  Graydon,  by  short  gains,  carried  the  ball  to  Dart- 
mouth's 45  yard  line.  Here  Harvard  was  penalized  10  yards; 
Putnam  and  Devens  tried  the  ends  with  no  gain,  and  Put- 
nam punted  to  Dartmouth's  15  yard  line.  Witham  punted 
immediately,  and  Putnam  made  a  pretty  broken  field  run, 
carrying  the  ball  from  Harvard's  50  to  Dartmouth's  35  yard 
line.  Devens,  Putnam  and  Graydon  gained  slowly  but  stead- 
ily. Dartmouth  fought  desperately  hard.  Her  line,  playing 
low,  would  curl  back  the  Crimson  forwards  time  after  time, 
and  almost  stop  the  pla}r;  then  weight  would  tell,  and  the 
whole  mass  move  forward  a  few  yards.  Time  after  time  it 
was  a  question  of  a  foot,  often  of  inches,  whether  Harvard 
had  made  her  distance.  Finally,  after  two  downs  inside  the 
five  yard  line,  Lawrence  was  pushed  over  for  a  touchdown. 
Score,  Harvard  10. 

Griffin's  kick-off  was  caught  on  the  goal  line  by  Devens, 
who  ran  it  in  22  yards.  Bullock  threw  Putnam  for  a  two 
yard  loss,  and  the  latter  fell  back  to  kick.  "Block  this  punt, 


36  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Dartmouth!"  Captain  Jack's  voice  rang  out  sharply.  Every 
man  in  the  Green's  line  was  keyed  up  to  a  high  pitch;  like 
one  man  they  struck  the  Crimson  forwards  and  tore  through. 
Pratt  gave  a  leap  into  the  air,  blocking  the  kick,  and  in  an 
instant  eight  green-stockinged  players  were  chasing  the  ball 
toward  the  goal  line.  Morse  reached  it  ahead  of  the  others, 
and  scored  the  first  touchdown,  though  not  the  last,  by  any 
means,  ever  made  by  the  Green  against  the  Crimson. 
Witham  made  a  good  punt-out,  and  Griffin  kicked  goal. 
Score,  Harvard  10,  Dartmouth  6. 

Place  caught  the  kick-off  on  the  15  yard  line,  and  ran  it  in 
20  yards.  Now,  for  the  first  time  in  the  game,  Dartmouth 
rushed  the  ball.  Patteson  shot  through  Lee  for  three  yards, 
and  Vaughan  made  it  first  down;  a  plunge  by  Patteson  and 
another  by  Morse  and  it  was  first  down  again.  Vaughan 
made  three  yards  through  right  tackle,  but  Morse  made  no 
gain,  and  Witham  punted  to  Harvard's  30  yard  line.  The 
Crimson  gained  slowly  to  Dartmouth's  51  yard  line  where 
the  Hanover  boys  held,  and  Putnam  punted.  Witham  at 
once  punted  to  Harvard's  45  yard  line.  Harvard  had  gained 
some  20  yards  when  time  for  the  first  half  was  called.  Score, 
Dartmouth  6,  Harvard  10. 

It  was  very  noticeable  that  there  was  no  change  in  Har- 
vard's line-up  at  the  beginning  of  the  second  half.  For 
Dartmouth,  "Little  Jack"  Belknap  took  Witham's  place. 

Griffin  kicked  off  to  Motley,  who  was  downed  by  O'Connor 
on  the  29  yard  line.  A  few  short  gains,  too  slow  to  satisfy 
the  Harvard  quarter,  and  Putnam  punted  to  Vaughan,  on 
Dartmouth's  43  yard  line.  Patteson  failed  to  gain,  and  Grif- 
fin punted.  Slow  advances  brought  the  ball  to  Dartmouth's 
50  yard  line.  Graydon  plunged  into  the  line,  stopped,  slid  to 
one  side  and  emerged  from  the  bunch  with  only  Belknap 
between  him  and  the  Green's  goal  line.  It  was  a  beautiful 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  37 

sight  to  see  the  little  quarter  (who  weighed  but  120  pounds) 
crowd  the  Harvard  giant  to  the  side  line,  and  then  as  Gray- 
don  tried  to  hurdle,  nail  him,  high  in  the  air.  The  ball  was 
on  the  10  yard  line,  yet  it  was  only  after  six  plays  that 
Harvard's  tandem,  with  Wright  in  the  lead,  crossed  the  line 
Score,  Harvard  16,  Dartmouth  6. 

Before  the  next  line-up  Brown  and  Knibbs  had  replaced 
Patteson  and  Morse,  while  Daly  went  in  for  Marshall,  and  J. 
T.  Jones,  Exeter's  old  star  tackle,  took  Wright's  place. 

Griffin  kicked  off  to  the  five  yard  line  and  Putnam  ran  back 
to  the  25  yard  line.  A  punt  sent  the  ball  to  Belknap,  who 
ran  it  back  to  the  middle  of  the  field.  Xow  Dartmouth  again 
showed  her  offense.  Brown  tore  through  Lawrence  for  eight 
yards,  Dartmouth  was  given  five  yards  for  interference, 
Knibbs  and  Vaughan  made  another  first  down.  Two  more 
gains,  and  Griffin,  standing  on  Harvard's  32  yard  line,  tried 
for  a  goal  from  the  field.  The  ball  fell  short,  but  rolled  over 
the  line.  Putnam  punted  to  the  middle  of  the  field,  and 
Belknap  dodged  one  Harvard  end  and  ran  the  ball  in  12 
yards.  Vaughan  shot  through  the  line  for  three  yards.  Two 
more  short  gains  and  Place  was  sent  at  Barnard.  It  was  here 
that  the  latter,  picking  the  ball  from  Place's  hands  after  it 
was  downed,  ran  70  yards  for  a  touchdown,  and,  to  the  great 
disgust  of  the  Dartmouth  contingent,  the  referee  allowed  the 
play.  Score,  Harvard  22,  Dartmouth  6. 

Gray  don  ran  back  the  kick-off  25  yards,  and  an  end  play 
netted  Harvard  ten  more.  A  long  punt  took  the  ball  to 
Dartmouth's  25  yard  line.  Knibbs  and  Vaughan  made  first 
down,  and  Griffin  punted  to  the  middle  of  the  field.  By  a 
slow,  grinding  process  the  Crimson  tandem  worked  its  way 
to  Dartmouth's  16  yard  line.  Here  the  Green  held  twice, 
throwing  the  Harvard  half-backs  for  a  loss.  Daly  stepped 
back  and  kicked  a  beautiful  goal  from  the  field. 


38  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

After  several  changes  in  the  line-up  of  both  teams,  Griffin 
kicked  off  to  the  five  yard  line.  Daly  punted  to  the  53  yard 
line.  Dillon  tried  the  end,  but  was  thrown  by  Jones  from  be- 
hind. An  exchange  of  punts,  and  Harvard  was  penalized  for 
interference  with  fair  catch.  Griffin  tried  for  a  goal  from 
Harvard's  45  yard  line.  Jones  caught  the  ball  and  was  downed 
by  Lillard  15  yards  from  the  goal.  Daly  dropped  back  for  a 
punt,  but  again  the  Dartmouth  forwards  ripped  up  the  Crim- 
son line,  Griffin  blocked  the  ball,  and  E.  E.  Brown  picked  it 
up  and  ran  eight  yards  for  the  Green's  second  touchdown. 
Score,  Dartmouth  12,  Harvard  27. 

Dillon  took  the  kick-off  and  ran  it  back  30  yards,  beauti- 
fully hurdling  two  Harvard  tacklers.  After  an  exchange  of 
punts  time  was  called  with  the  ball  near  the  center  of  the 
field. 

Summary: 

Harvard.  Dartmouth. 

Motley 1.  end  r O'Connor 

Clark" 

"Wright 1.  tackle  r Griffin 

Jones,  J . 

Lee 1.  guard  r Brown,  J.  A. 

Sargent center Smith 

Eiley 
Barnard r.  guard  ] Pratt 

Gilman 

Lawrence r.  tackle  1 Place 

Bowditch r.  end  1 Farmer 

Matthews  Bullock 

Lillard 

Marshall  quarter "Witham 

Daly  Belknap 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  89 

Putnam 1.  half-back  r Vaughan 

Dillon 

Devens r.  half-back  1 Patteson 

Jones  Brown,  E.  E. 

Graydon full-back Morse 

McGrew  Knibbs 

Score,  Harvard  27,  Dartmouth  12.  Touchdowns,  Graydon, 
Lawrence,  Barnard,  Wright,  Morse,  E.  E.  Brown.  Goal  from 
the  field,  Daly.  Eeferee,  L.  F.  Deland.  Umpire,  F.  E.  Jen- 
nings. Time  30  and  2-5  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

"I  wish  it  to  be  distinctly  understood  that  I  have  undis- 
piited  possession  of  the  ball." 

"If  you  repeat  that  offense  I  shall  be  forced  to  stwike  you." 

Cutting  out  Barnard's  touchdown,  which  should  never  have 
been  allowed,  the  score  would  have  stood  21  to  12,  which 
would  have  been  much  nearer  a  true  story  of  the  game. 

The  Boston  Globe  in  an  account  of  the  game  said:  "On 
the  north  side  the  Harvard  undergraduates  were  singing  and 
cheering  as  enthusiastically  as  in  a  Yale  game;  in  fact  such 
cheering  has  never  before  been  done  by  Harvard  men." 

In  another  place  the  Globe  said:  "Dartmouth,  without 
exception,  gave  Harvard  the  best  game  she  has  had  this  sea- 
son. Her  team  was  very  strong  on  the  defensive,  and  their 
offense  was  fiercer  than  any  that  Harvard  has  been  up 
against." 

Captain  "Dave"  Campbell  assured  Coach  McCornack  that 
Dartmouth  could  have  beaten  Pennsylvania  24  to  0;  yet  crit- 
ics ranked  the  Eed  and  Blue  above  the  Green  because,  once 
upon  a  time,  Penn.  had  produced  a  championship  team. 


40  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Several  critics  who  saw  both  games  agreed  that  Dartmouth 
gave  Harvard  a  much  harder  fight  than  did  Yale.  A  great 
many  even  went  so  far  as  to  say  that  could  the  teams  have 
met,  the  Green  would  have  defeated  the  Blue. 

Only  24  points  in  all,  12  of  which  were  scored  by  Dart- 
mouth, were  made  against  Harvard  during  the  season.  This 
powerful  team,  after  swamping  Pennsylvania,  35  to  6,  ended 
its  season  by  trouncing  Yale,  22  to  0. 

One  of  the  happiest  men  on  the  field  after  the  game  was  a 
certain  well-known  Boston  travelling  man,  who  frequently 
visits  Hanover.  He  had  seen  Dartmouth  beat  AVesleyan,  and 
was  so  impressed  with  her  prowess  that  he  sallied  into  Har- 
vard territory  and  offered  even  money  that  Dartmouth  would 
score.  He  found  several  takers,  and  becoming  more  enthusi- 
astic, he  offered  to  wager  that  Dartmouth  would  score  at 
least  ten  points. 

He  had  all  kinds  of  offers  on  this  proposition,  but  was 
"game,"  and  stood  by  his  statement.  Accordingly  he  was 
singled  out  for  an  "easy  thing,''  and  before  he  knew  it  he 
stood  to  lose  some  $450  if  Dartmouth  did  not  score  twice. 
But  alas  for  the  sons  of  John  Harvard,  who  were  trying  to 
rob  the  childish  innocent!  Most  of  them  lived  on  borrowed 
money  for  a  month  or  so  following  the  game. 


DARTMOUTH  24,  ST.  PAUL'S  SCHOOL  0. 

On  Saturday,  Xovember23d,  the  day  of  the  Harvard-Yale 
game,  Dartmouth  went  down  to  Concord  to  try  out,  against 
St.  Paul's  School,  the  plays  and  formations  to  be  used  in  the 
Brown  game.  St.  Paul's  had  a  light,  but  strong,  well- 
coached  and  plucky  team,  and  gave  the  college  boys  excellent 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  41 

practice.  They  tackled  fiercely,  and  charged  low  and  hard. 
For  Dartmouth  the  playing  of  Dillon  was  brilliant,  and  the 
team  play  was  perfect.  Although  St.  Paul's  pluckily  offered 
to  give  a  full  game,  15  minute  halves  were  played,  and  two 
touchdowns  were  scored  in  each  half. 


DARTMOUTH  22,  BROWX  0. 

"Hard  luck  in  football; 

Tough  on  old  Brown. 

Xow  all  together 

Smash  and  knock  them  down. 

'Gainst  the  line  of  Dartmouth 

They'll  lose  renown. 

Three  cheers  for  Dartmouth, 

And  down  with  Brown. 
(Rah!  Rah!  Rah!) 

'Gainst  the  line  of  Dartmouth 

They'll  lose  renown. 

Three  cheers  for  Dartmouth, 

And  down  with  Brown. 

(Rah!  Rah!  Rah!  Dart— mouth!  Dart— mouth! 
Rah!  Rah!  Rah!  Dart— mouth!!)" 

The  war  song  of  old  Dartmouth,  played  by  her  college 
band,  and  rung  out  by  her  lusty  undergrads,  as  400  strong 
they  marched  toward  their  grand  stand,  rolled  across  An- 
drews Field  and  struck  terror  among  the  brown-clad  bleach- 
ers opposite. 

There  was  no  mistaking  the  sound  of  that  song:  there 
was  triumph  in  it;  it  told  of  victory  long  waited  for,  and  of 
victory  hard  fought  for,  and  often  almost  earned,  of  victory 
now  close  at  hand. 


42  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Since  '94  the  score  had  been  mounting  up;  in  '95  it  was  al- 
most evened,  in  '96  it  was  partially  squared,  in  '98  it  mounted 
again,  and  in  '99  and  in  '00.  Twenty  to  4,  10  to  4,  10  to  10, 
12  to  0,  16  to  5,  12  to  5;  thus  ran  the  scores,  beginning  with 
the  disastrous  game  at  Springfield,  where  "Squash"  Little's 
team  tried  to  play,  two  weeks  after  having  broken  training, 
a  team  which  had  held  Harvard  down  to  18  to  4,  only  a  week 
before  the  Yale  game;  continuing  through  the  gallant  at- 
tempts of  "Mac's"  teams  to  even  the  score,  and  closing  with 
three  plucky  uphill  battles  of  inferior  Dartmouth  teams 
against  teanls  from  Providence  which  had  held  the  Crimson 
to  17  to  6,  11  to  0  and  11  to  6. 

But  now  old  Dartmouth'  had  a  team  to  boast  of.  Nine  vic- 
tories and  one  defeat,  the  Harvard  game,  stood  her  record 
to  date. 

And  at  Brown,  everything  had  gone  from  bad  to  worse 
until  the  season  was  more  than  half  over.  She  had  been  tied 
by  Holy  Cross  and  everlastingly  beaten  by  Princeton  and 
Harvard.  Internal  troubles  had  deprived  her  of  Barry,  her 
best  back,  and  of  other  brilliant  players.  But  after  the 
disastrous  Harvard  game,  48  to  0,  Brown  awoke  to  the  fact 
that  she  was  going  to  be  not  only  beaten,  but  disgraced,  in 
the  contest  with  Dartmouth,  unless  something  was  done  im- 
mediately. An  article  appeared  in  the  Brown  Herald  which 
said:  "Defeat  by  Princeton  and  Harvard  we  can  stand,  but 
by  Dartmouth,  never;"  and  the  college  and  the  team  re-echoed 
these  sentiments.  With  fierce  energy  and  grim  determina- 
tion the  men  went  to  work.  Old  players  were  called  back, 
some  to  coach,  others  to  appear  in  the  line-up;  enthusiasm 
was  aroused  in  the  college;  every  day  the  body  of  cheering 
undergraduates  came  down  to  watch  the  practice.  The  re- 
sult was  at  once  apparent.  The  strong  Lafayette  team  was 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  43 

fought  to  a  standstill.  Only  in  the  last  minute  of  play  could 
the  heavyweights  from  Easton  score  the  touchdown  which 
they  needed  to  save  the  game.  The  following  Saturday,  the 
fast  team  from  Union,  which  had  beaten  Vermont  almost  as 
badly  as  had  Dartmouth,  came  to  Providence  and  \va.s  de- 
feated 24  to  5;  Brown's  hopes  ran  high.  Her  team  was 
"coming"  fast.  Negotiations  were  opened  with  Hanover, 
with  the  view  of  putting  off  the  game  from  November  23<t  ro 
November  28th.  Every  day  of  delay  meant  five  per  cent  added 
to  the  strength  of  the  Brown  team,  and  everybody  knew  it. 
In  vain  McCornack  stormed,  and  French  and  Ruggles  wrote 
and  telegraphed.  Brown  would  not  play  35  minute  halves 
unless  the  game  be  postponed.  It  was  the  old  story:  "Our 
legions  are  brim  full,  our  cause  is  ripe.  The  enemy  in- 
creaseth  every  da}^.  We,  at  the  height,  are  ready  to  decline." 

There  are  few  of  us  who  were  present  that  can  ever  for- 
get the  mass  meeting  in  old  Dartmouth  Hall,  and  how,  after 
enthusiastic  speeches  by  Professors  Richardson  and  Worthen, 
Trainer  Bowler  and  Captain  O'Connor,  the  whole  college 
stood  on  its  feet  and  yelled  itself  hoarse  for  five  solid  minutes 
at  the  mention  of  McCornack's  name.  And  few  of  us  can 
forget  the  speech  that  followed,  nor  the  way  in  which  it  was 
delivered:  " —  will  admit  that  we  have  had  a  successful  sea- 
son so  far."  (Wild  cheers.)  "Now  I  will  explain  what  I 
mean  by  'so  far.'  Our  season  hasn't  begun  yet!  Our  season 
begins  at  10  a.  m.,  November  28th!  There  is  not  a  man  on 
that  team  who  has  won  his  D,  and  he  won't  win  it  unless  he 
delivers  the  goods  down  on  Brown's  field!" 

Yes,  it  was  a  serious  time.'  Brown  certainly  was  "coming" 
fast.  On  November  28th  she  would  put  a  team  upon  the 
field  which  would  average  but  three  pounds  lighter  than 
Dartmouth's,  a  team  flushed  with  recent  successes  (all  the 


44  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

more  welcome  because  of  early  defeats),  and  full  of  that 
fighting,  never-say-die  spirit  which  makes  Brown  so  well 
worth  playing. 

And  this  was  the  situation  when,  on  Thanksgiving  day. 
the  cheering  crowd  of  Dartmouth  men  appeared  upon  An- 
drews Field  and  flung  out  their  challenge  to  the  sons  of 
Brown. 

"It  was  a  sight  worth  coming  miles  to  see;  across  the  field 
all  Brown  was  gathered;  and  every  minute  rang  out  the  fa- 
miliar "B-B-0-W-K  Brown!  Brown!  Brown!!"  On  all  sides 
of  the  field  was  packed  the  crowd  of  5,000  people,  while  out 
in  the  center,  men  of  both  teams  were  practising,  and  getting 
accustomed  to  the  frozen  ground.  Here  was  Myron  Witham, 
sending  punts  high  into  the  air  against  the  gale  that  blew 
from  the  north,  to  be  caught  and  run  back  by  "Jimmy." 
"Pat"  and  "Mary";  here  was  a  small  group  of  Brown  men 
listening  to  the  last  words  of  their  coach,  who  had  been 
eagerly  watching  Dartmouth's  practice.  Just  beyond  stood 
the  little  man  to  whom  this  game  meant  more,  if  possible, 
than  to  any  of  us,  the  man  who,  to  coach  his  alma  mater  to 
win  this  game,  had  refused  an  offer  of  $3,500  from  a  big 
Western  institution. 

Yes,  it  was  worth  seeing. 

"We've  beaten  Brown  in  baseball, 

We've  passed  her  on  the  track. 
We'll  beat  her  in  this  football  game 

Before  we  travel  back. 
Like  ev'ry  honest  fellow 

I  wear  the  Dartmouth  green, 
I  am  true  to  alma  mater 

And  her  triumph  shall  be  seen." 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  45 

The  last  word  of  the  song  had  hardly  died  away  when  the 
sound  of  the  referee's  whistle  cut  through  the  air,  Jack 
Griffin's  foot  struck  the  pigskin  with  a  thud,  and  the  great 
game  was  on!  Brown  had  won  the  toss,  and  chosen  the  north 
goal,  with  a  perfect  gale  of  wind  at  her  back. 

Bullock  downed  the  runner  and  the  two  teams  lined  up  on 
the  30  yard  line.  A  signal,  and  several  figures,  already 
crouched  for  the  charge,  rose  and  scurried  to  different  quar- 
ters; Brown  was  going  to  punt.  Back  came  the  ball,  but  there 
uas  no  thud  of  foot  against  leather;  instead,  the  Brown  full- 
back was  scurrying  around  Dartmouth's  right  end.  Thirty 
yards  gain  and  he  was  downed.  The  whole  west  side  of  the 
field  and  half  of  the  east  side,  as  one  man,  rose  to  its  feet  with 
a  roar,  and  turned  brown  with  waving  banners.  Yet  a"bove 
all  the  tumult  rang  out  the  sharp,  confident  "Wah-Who- 
AVah!"  Dartmouth  did  not  lose  hope.  This  trying  of  tricks 
on  the  first  play  did  not  show  strength;  it  savored  of  despera- 
tion. Xow  Brown  hurled  her  backs  at  the  right  side  of  Dart- 
mouth's line.  Like  a  volley  of  bullets  against  the  steel  plate 
of  a  battleship,  they  struck,  flattened,  and  dropped.  The 
other  side  of  the  line  was  tried  with  the  same  result,  and  the 
full-back  dropped  back  to  punt.  Again  and  again  the  "Wah- 
Who-Wah"  sang  out,  fuller  and  more  exultant,  and  every 
Dartmouth  man  knew  in  his  heart  that  the  game  was  won. 

"Jimmy"  Vaughan  caught  the  ball  on  our  30  yard  line, 
and  Dartmouth  began  her  attack.  Brown  fought  with  des- 
peration, and  the  gains  came  very  slowly.  A  fumble  set  the 
Green  back,  and  Witham  punted.  The  ball  went  high  and 
was  carried  back  so  far  by  the  wind  that  Brown  secured  it 
on  the  25  yard  line.  Again  her  attack  proved  powerless 
against  Dartmouth's  great  defense,  and  a  short  kick  sent  the 
ball  to  the  10  yard  line.  Here  to  the  dismay  of  the  Dart- 


46  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

mouth  rooters  a  muffed  punt  gave  the  ball  to  Brown.  But 
although  the  whole  west  grand  stand  went  into  spasms  of  joy, 
the  Dartmouth  line  a  third  time  showed  of  what  stuff  it  was 
made,  and  recovered  the  ball  on  downs.  Again  the  triumphant 
yell  sounded,  as  Dartmouth,  overcoming  her  first  surprise, 
settled  down  to  her  task  and  began  to  fight  her  way  down  the 
field.  Slowly  but  surely  the  progress  continued;  up  toward 
the  middle  moved  the  two  teams,  two,  three,  four  yards  at  a 
time.  It  was  a  grand  fight;  the  fight  of  strength  against  des- 
peration. Often  had  this  been  the  story  of  Dartmouth- 
Brown  games,  but  generally  with  sides  reversed.  On  the  50 
yard  Line  a  fumble,  which  gave  the  ball  to  Brown,  inter- 
rupted Dartmouth's  progress.  But  after  three  downs,  which 
nette'd  but  as  many  yards,  the  New  Hampshire  eleven  again 
began  the  march.  The  ball  was  on  Brown's  40  yard  line 
when  "Billy"  Knibbs  was  called  upon  to  try  right  guard  and 
tackle.  As  one  man  the  three  backs  struck  the  line,  slowed 
up  for  a  moment,  then  burst  through,  with  five  Dartmouth 
men  clinging  to  Knibbs.  In  a  second  he  was  turned  loose 
with  a  clear  field  before  him.  No  one  was  near  him  except 
Julius  Brown,  but  Billy  ran  as  though  pursued  by  His  Satanic 
Majesty.  The  east  grand  stand  burst  into  a  roar,  and  the 
yells  and  songs  were  mingled  and  smothered  in  one  avalanche 
of  sound. 

But  alas!  Mr.  Lane  of  Harvard  was  waving  his  hand  and 
whistling  for  the  ball..  "Pat"  had  started  a  second  too  soon, 
and  the  play  was  not  allowed.  But  Dartmouth  did  not  care. 
It  was  only  a  question  of  minutes.  Charge,  smash,  bang:  the 
ball  was  on  the  30  yard  line,  on  the  20  yard  line,  on  the  eight 
yard  line,  and  it  was  given  to  Billy  Knibbs.  Dartmouth  was 
stronger  than  before,  and  in  spite  of  Brown's  savage  fight, 
the  ball  went  over.  Once  more  the  mighty  roar  burst  forth, 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  47 

for  the  team  was  walking  back  up  the  field,  leaving  only  Jack 
Griffin  and  Myron  behind.  A  few  seconds  later,  after  a  mo- 
mentary hush,  the  yell  rang  forth  again,  announcing  Dart- 
mouth 6,  Brown  0.  Time  25  minutes,  6  seconds. 

Brown's  kick-off  was  caught,  and  Dartmouth  took  up  her 
march  again.  Progress  was  easier  now,  for  Brown  was  not 
quite  so  strong.  Still  they  fought  hard!  how  they  did  fight! 
It  was  slow  progress,  yet  the  ball  moved  steadily.  From 
Dartmouth's  10  yard  line  to  Brown's  30  yard  line,  70  yards  in 
all,  it  was  carried  in  those  last  nine  minutes.  But  the  call  of 
time  for  the  first  half  prevented  further  scoring. 

Between  the  halves  the  "rooters"  made  themselves  heard. 
Joy  was  now  unconfined  in  the  Dartmouth  camp.  Victory 
was  certain,  and  next  half,  the  gale  of  wind,  which  still  con- 
tinued, was  to  be  in  our  favor.  The  crowd,  which  had  been 
watching  the  field,  heart  and  soul,  now  turned  its  eyes  upon 
the  side  lines.  Old  players,  like  "Joe"  Edwards,  "Bill"  Stick- 
ney,  "Wife"  Jennings,  Hallida}',  were  recognized  and 
cheered.  The  band  was  playing  incessantly;  song  followed 
song: 

"Then  let  New  Hampshire's  granite  hills 

Re-echo  with  our  cheers, 
While  men  unblessed  by  Providence 
Dissolve  in  bitter  tears." 

But  here  the  song  itself  suddenly  dissolved  into  a  confused 
roar,  for  Referee  Lane's  whistle  had  sounded,  and  Brown  was 
kicking  off.  And  now,  the  first  nervousness  worn  off,  Dart- 
mouth showed  her  real  strength.  Rip,  smash,  bang;  five 
yards,  eight  yards,  ten  yards  at  a  time  the  ball  moved  down 
the  field.  On  the  50  yard  line  there  was  a  halt  for  a  moment 
while  the  referee  convinced  Brown  that  after  the  whistle  was 


48  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

blown  the  ball  was  not  to  be  moved.  A  brown-clad  warrior 
had  picked  the  ball  out  of  "Pat's"  hands  and  run  down  the 
field  with  it,  while  the  west  grand  stand  turned  itself  inside 
out  with  ecstasy.  The  play  was  exactly  the  same  as  that 
which  gave  Harvard  her  touchdown  on  Barnard's  run,  or  the 
one  by  which  Thompson  scored  a  second  time  in  the  Wo- 
leyan  game.  But  Mr.  Lane  had  learned  something  since  the 
"VVesleyan  game;  he  called  for  the  ball,  and  Dartmouth  re- 
sumed her  march.  The  backs  and  tackles  crashed  through 
Brown's  line  for  telling  gains;  the  team  work  of  the  Hanover 
boys  was  wonderful.  Every  runner  was  dragged  along,  after 
he  was  tackled,  by  as  many  men  as  could  get  hold  of  him.  It 
was  just  six  minutes  after  the  half  began  that  "Vie"  Place 
hurled  himself  over  the  line  for  the  Green's  second  touch- 
down. Again  pandemonium  on  the  east  side,  and  a  cheer 
for  ^Jack"  Griffin's  trusty  right  foot,  as  one  more  point  was 
added  to  our  score:  Dartmouth  12,  Brown  0.  The  defeat  of 
'98  was  avenged. 

After  the  next  kick-off  Dartmouth  came  back  still 
stronger,  and  tore  down  the  field  eight  yards  at  a  time.  On 
the  35  yard  line  Griffin  tried  for  a  goal  from  the  field.  It 
was  almost  successful,  the  ball  barely  missing  the  upright. 

Brown  kicked  out  from  the  25  yard  line,  and  Dartmouth 
promptly  rushed  the  ball  to  the  three  yard  line,  where  a 
plunge  by  Knibbs  resulted  in  the  Green's  third  touchdown. 
The  worst  defeat  that  Brown  ever  gave  to  Dartmouth  was  by 
16  points,  and  now  the  score  stood  17  to  0. 

"Jimmy"  Vaughan  carried  the  kick-off  to  the  25  yard  line. 
Quick  as  a  flash  Myron  dropped  back  for  a  punt,  and  sent  the 
ball  high  into  the  air.  The  gale  of  wind  was  behind  it,  and  to 
the  anxious  Brown  rooters  it  seemed  as  if  the  ball  would 
never  drop.  Far  over  the  Brown  full-back's  head  it  shot,  and 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  49 

he  chased  it  back  almost  to  his  own  goal  line.  He  picked  it 
up,  turned  around,  and — smash!  "Mat"  Bullock  had  dropped 
him  in  his  tracks,  and  before  he  could  move  a  muscle  "Jack" 
O'Connor  was  upon  him,  too.  Once  more  the  Dartmouth  line 
held  like  a  stone  wall,  and  Brown's  kick  gave  the  ball  to  the 
Green  on  the  35  yard  line.  A  30  yard  run  by  Jimmy 
Vaughan,  and  Bullock  lifted  Patteson  over  the  line  for  the 
fourth  touchdown.  The  largest  score  ever  made  by  Brown 
against  Dartmouth  was  that  of  the  20  to  4  game;  and  now  we 
had  them  22  to  0. 

The  ball  was  kicked  off,  and  carried  to  the  35  yard  line, 
where  a  fumble  gave  it  to  Brown.  The  Providence  team 
substituted  Denico  and  Metcalf  for  Tarbell  and  Cann,  who 
were  "all  in."  Now  Brown  showed  that  she  was  not  out  of 
the  game  yet,  and  with  an  energy  and  a  spirit  wonderful  in  a 
badly  beaten  team,  she  began  to  gain  through  the  left  side  of 
Dartmouth's  line.  Three  rushes,  and  a  first  down;  three 
more,  first  down  again.  Dartmouth's  backs  were  weakening, 
and  could  not  support  the  line.  Still  Brown's  advance  con- 
tinued. Three  more  first  downs,  and  then,  amidst  the  frantic 
outcries  of  the  spectators,  it  was  first  down  on  the  Green's 
four  yard  line.  Here  the  enthusiasm  of  the  Providence 
people  could  be  no  longer  restrained;  the  crowd  swarmed 
over  the  ropes  and  poured  out  upon  the  field.  (It  is  only  fair 
to  say  that  this  crowd  was  not  composed  of  Brown  students, 
but  of  "townies.")  Four  or  five  Dartmouth  men,  who  had 
been  trying  in  vain  to  negotiate  a  little  wager  on  the  side, 
rushed  into  the  mob,  and  put  up  even  money  that  Brown 
would  not  score.  It  was  three  minutes  before  the  police 
could  clear  the  field,  and  when  the  teams  lined  up  again 
"'Mary"  Dillon  had  gone  in  as  left  half-back,  instead  of  the 


50  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

groggy  "Pat."  One  rush;  Brown  gained  half  a  yard;  Billy 
Knibbs,  who  could  hardly  walk,  gave  way  to  '"'Shank"  Morse. 
Another  rush;  Brown  lost  half  a  yard;  Bob  Brown  went  in  i'or 
Jimmy  Vaughan.  With  perfect  desperation,  their  chances  of 
scoring  slipping  away,  the  Brunonian  back  field  hurled  them- 
selves at  Dartmouth's  line.  As  though  flung  from  a  catapult 
they  struck,  but  recoiled,  and  dropped.  And  now,  from  400 
Dartmouth  throats,  which  had  been  singing  and  cheering 
defiantly  all  through  the  last  ten  minutes,  rang  out  a  roar  of 
triumph.  It  was  a  shut-out;  Brown's  last  chance  of  scoring 
was  gone.  Jack  Belknap  took  Withanrs  place.  He  sent  Dil- 
lon against  a  weak  spot  in  Brown's  line.  The  swift  half-back 
shot  through,  hurdled  a  tackier,  and  landed  the  ball  on 
Brown's  40  yard  line.  A  few  more  plays  and  it  was  Dart- 
mouth's ball  on  Brown's  one  yard  line,  through  fierce  charges 
by  Morse  and  Dillon.  Brown  had  finally  succeeded  in  solv- 
ing Dartmouth's  signals,  and  as  "Jack"  called  upon  Morse  to 
carry  the  ball  through  Place,  the  Providence  backs  quickly 
bunched  up  at  the  threatened  point.  The  signal  was  imme- 
diately changed,  sending  the  full-back  through  J.  Brown. 
Again  the  four  Brunonian  backs  gathered  at  the  spot  of  at- 
tack. Time  was  about  up,  and  Jack  knew  it.  Eather  than 
halt  for  another  signal,  the  play  was  made,  but  failed  to 
score,  and  before  the  teams  could  line  up  again  time  w«i> 
called. 

The  Providence  "townies"  were  ugly  and  with  a  little  per- 
suasion would  have  started  a  free  fight,  but  French,  Buggies 
and  the  cheermasters  marshalled  the  "rooters"  into  a  col- 
umn, headed  by  the  band,  and  marched  them  off  the  field.  A 
loud  report,  like  that  of  a  cannon,  sounded  from  the  middle 
of  the  field.  "What's  that?"  "What  is  it?"  said  everybody. 
"It's  the  cannon  cracker  that  Mac  vowed  he  would  not  fire  off 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  51 

till  Dartmouth  beat  Brown  in  football!"  shouted  a  cheer- 
master,  gleefully.  "Give  a  Wah- Who- Wall  for  Mac's  cannon 
cracker!"  And  it  was  given  with  a  will. 

"  'Gainst  the  line  of  Dartmouth 

They've  LOST  renown. 
Three  cheers  for  Dartmouth 

And  down  with  Brown! 
(Eah-Eah-Eah,  Dart-mouth,  Dart-mouth, 

Eah-Eah-Eah,  Dartmouth.)" 

"Brown!  Brown!  Brown! 

How  that  color  did  fade! 
Brown!  Brown!  Brown! 

Has  turned  a  deep  blue  shade. 
Brown!  Brown!  Brown! 

The  color  can't  be  seen. 
It  does  not  show  so  far  below 

Our  Dartmouth  Green." 

"Count  the  score!"  yelled  some  one.  The  crowd  re- 
sponded. And  so,  dancing  in  zig-zag  fashion  across  the 
street,  the  crowd,  four  abreast  and  arm-in-arm,  yelling  and 
singing  by  groups  and  as  a  unit,  marched  mile  after  mile 
through  the  streets  of  Providence,  and  halted  at  last  before 
the  Xarragansett  House.  There,  after  yells  had  been  given 
for  every  member  of  the  team,  for  Captain  O'Connor, 
Trainer  Bowler,  the  substitutes  and  the  second  eleven, 
"Larry"  Hill,  standing  on  an  old  wagon,  said,  "Now,  fellows, 
one  last  good  'Wah-Who-Wah'  for  McCornack,  one,  two, 
three" — and  there  followed  such  a  yell  as  has  never  been 
heard,  before  or  since,  in  the  streets  of  Eoger  Williams'  city: 


52  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"Wah-Who-Wah! 
Wah-Who-Wah! 
Da-da-Dartmouth ! 
Wah-Who-WahS 
T-I-G-E-B! 
McCornack! 
McCornack!  ! 
McCornack!  !  !" 

And  another  chapter  in  Dartmouth's  football  history  was 
closed. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Brown. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Otis 

Place 1.  tackle  r Savage 

Pratt 1.  guard  r Johnson 

Hall 

Smith center Colter 

Brown,  J.  A r.  guard  1 Hatch 

Griffin r.  tackle  1 Webb 

O'Connor r.  end  1 Schwiiru 

Hascall 

Witham    quarter. Scucldcr 

Belknap 

Patteson  1.  half-back  r Green 

Dillon  Hatch 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Tarbell 

Brown,  E.  B.  Denico 

Knibbs full-back Cann 

Morse  Metcalf 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  53 

Score,  Dartmouth  22,  Brown  0.  Touchdowns,  Knibbs  (2), 
Place,  Patteson.  Referee,  Mr.  Lane  of  Harvard.  Umpire, 
Mr.  Dadmun  of  Worcester  P.  I.  Linesmen,  Mr.  Eandall  of 
Dartmouth,  Mr.  Burgess  of  Brown.  Time-keepers,  Mr. 
Cross  of  Yale,  Mr.  Peat  of  Columbia,  Mr.  Weekes  of  Brown. 
Time,  35  minute  halves.  Attendance,  5,200. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Said  the  little  coach,  after  the  game,  "Well,  this  is  my  last 
game  of  football," — here  he  paused,  and  our  hearts  sank, — 
"until  next  year  anyhow." 

Everyone  spoke  with  praise  of  Brown's  gameness.  It  was 
a  great  thing  for  a  badly  beaten  team  to  rush  the  ball  30 
consecutive  yards  against  their  conquerors. 

There  had  been  a  most  healthy  competition  for  positions 
on  the  Dartmouth  team.  The  day  before  the  Brown  game 
there  were  only  four  men  on  the  team  who  were  positive  that 
they  would  begin  the  game,  namely:  Captain  O'Connor, 
Jack  Griffin,  "Fat"  Smith  and  Vic  Place.  The  other  posi- 
tions were  all  in  doubt.  Left  end  was  almost  a  toss-up  be- 
tween Farmer  and  Bullock,  left  guard  a  fight  between  Pratt 
and  Gilman,  right  guard  a  close  thing  between  E.  B.  Smith 
and  J.  A.  Brown,  and  between  the  two  quarters,  Witham  and 
Belknap,  and  the  six  backs,  Brown,  Dillon,  Knibbs,  Morse, 
Patteson  and  Vaughan,  there  was  very  little  to  choose.  Fill 
out  the  second  line-up  with  "Ben"  Ailing  and  Homer  Leach, 
tackles,  with  "Ben"  Eiley,  center,  and  Lillard  and  Donnelly, 
ends,  and  you  have  a  team  which  would  have  beaten  Brown 
seventeen  points  to  nothing. 

A  great  sextette  of  backs;  as  Mac  said  of  them,  they  could 
play  the  mischief  with  any  line  in  the  countr}'.  Of  the  six, 


54  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

perhaps  Brown,  Patteson  and  Knibbs  were  better  on  the 
defense,  while  Vaiighan,  Dillon  and  Morse  excelled  in  ad- 
vancing the  ball.  Any  one  of  the  six  could  cover  the  100  in 
eleven  seconds  or  better,  while  "Pat"  was  good  for  10  ^-j. 
Their  stripped  weights  ran  from  163  to  171,  their  heights 
from  5  feet  7,  which  was  Vaughan,  to  5  feet  11,  which  was 
Dillon.  There  was  not  a  team  in  the  country  with  six  backs 
which  would  average  as  good  as  this  half  dozen. 

The  following  statistics  of  the  fifteen  men  who  played  in 
the  Brown  game  may  be  interesting: 

NAMES.  a  |  |  If 

£  So  B%. 

u          K  <          ~  7." 

John  Christopher  O'Connor,  '02,  right  end,  22  5  ft.    9^  in.,  162 

John  Francis  Griffin,  '02,  right  tackle,  22  5ft.    7^  in.,  174 

Julius  Arthur  Brown,  '02,  right  guard,  21  5  ft.  n     in.,  188 

Arthur  Kendall  Smith,  '04,          center,  21  5  ft.  n    in.,  194 

David  Damon  Pratt,  '02,  left  guard,  20  6  ft.    3     in.,  183 

Victor  Morton  Place,  '03,  left  tackle,  24  5  ft.  io£  in.,  188 

Matthew  Washington  Bullock,     '04,        left  end,  20  6  ft.  160 

Myron  Ellis  Witham,  '04,         quarter,  21  5  ft.  10    in.,  160 

John  Belknap,  '04,         quarter,  21  5  ft.    3    in.,  126 

James  Albert  Vaughan,  '05,  right  half,  19  5  ft.    7    in.,  164 

Robert  Roswell  Brown,  '04,  right  half,  20  5ft.    9    in.,  166 

Greisser  Winston  Patteson,  '05,        left  half,  18  5  ft.  10    in.,  171 

Walter  Sydney  Dillon,  '05,        left  half,  20  5  ft.  II    in.,  165 

John  William  Knibbs,  Jr.,  '05,  full-back,  21  5  ft.  io4  in.,  163 

Henry  Boit  Morse,  '04,  full-back,  20  5  ft.  ioi  in.,  165 

Average  age  of  the  eleven  who  began  the  game,  21  years. 
Average  height  of  the  eleven  who  began  the  game,  5  feet  loj  inches. 
Average  weight  of  the  eleven  who  began  the  game,  1 73^  pounds. 
Average  weight  of  the  seven  line  men,  1 784  pounds. 
Average  weight  of  the  first  four  backs,  164^  pounds. 
Average  weight  of  the  second  four  backs,  155^  pounds. 
Average  weight  of  the  eleven  who  ended  the  game,  1 70  pounds. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  55 

Harvard,  with  her  194  pound  line,  her  veteran  players, 
some  of  whom,  like  Cutts,  Lee  and  Kistine,  had  been  playing 
college  football  for  eight  years  and  more,  and  her  fast  backs, 
was  in  a  class  by  herself  this  season.  But  outside  of  Har- 
vard there  was  not  a  team  in  the  country  with  which  the 
Green  could  not  have  played,  on  even  terms,  on  November 
23d.  In  fact,  there  were  only  four  in  the  East,  Yale,  West 
Point,  Cornell  and  Princeton,  who  were  in  her  class.  Yet 
Lafayette  and  Annapolis,  Columbia,  Syracuse,  and  even 
Pennsylvania,  who  was  not  big  sixteen,  were  ranked  above 
the  Green  by  Caspar  Whitney  and  Charles  E.  Patterson.  La- 
fayette certainly  was  better  than  Annapolis,  Columbia,  "et 
tons  ces  garcons  la"  but  the  best  she  could  do  against  Brown 
was  to  save  herself  from  defeat  by  a  touchdown  scored  in  the 
very  last  minute  of  play.  Brown,  when  she  met  Dartmouth, 
was  60  per  cent,  stronger  than  in  the  Lafayette  game.  An  old 
player  who  saw  both  games  declared  that  Dartmouth  could 
have  beaten  Lafayette  24  to  0.  No,  it  was  the  same  old 
story:  Dartmouth  was  not  given  credit  for  being  as  good  as 
she  was.  Never,  until  in  '02,  when  the  critics  were  obliged 
to  reckon  with  Dartmouth,  did  the  Green  get  her  just  deserts 
in  the  way  of  ranking. 

It  is  a  great  pleasure  to  anyone  who  chronicles  Dart- 
mouth's athletic  prowess  to  record  the  pleasant  things  which 
were  said  all  through  the  season  in  regard  to  the  gentlemanly 
conduct  and  clean  playing  of  our  team.  All  of  the  Boston 
papers  spoke  of  the  "entire  absence  of  dirty  playing  on  the 
part  of  the  New  Hampshire  boys,"  as  it  was  put  in  one  publi- 
cation. Portland  papers  commented  on  the  same  thing,  in 
connection  with  the  Bowdoin  game,  and  Providence  journals 
had  nothing  but  praise  for  the  manner  in  which  the  Hanover 
boys  played  the  game  and  for  the  "orderly  demeanor  of  the 
rooters." 


56  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

The  sum  total  of  points  scored  in  Dartmouth-Brown  games 
now  stood:  Brown  80,  Dartmouth  50,  distributed  as  follows: 
'94,  20-4;  '95,  10-4;  '96,  10-10;  '98,  12-0;  '99,  16-5;  '00,  12-5: 
'01,  0-22.  Of  these  seven  games,  one,  the  first  of  the  series, 
was  an  easy  victory  for  Brown;  another,  the  last,  an  easy  win 
for  Dartmouth,  while  the  others  were  grand  battles.  In  '98 
and  '99  Brown  decidedly  outplayed  Dartmouth,  while  Mac's 
team  in  '96  had  as  clearly  outplayed  Dave  Fultz's.  In  '95 
and  '00  the  teams  had  been  as  evenly  matched  as  possible,  a 
muffed  punt  deciding  the  contest  in  one  case,  a  slip  in  the 
snow  settling  the  other. 

To  sum  up  briefly  this  most  successful  season,  Dartmouth 
beat  Xew  Hampshire  College  51  to  0,  Trinity  23  to 
0,  Boston  College  45  to  0,  and  Tufts  22  to  0,  using 
from  28  to  32  men  in  all  of  these  games.  It  will 
be  remembered  that  Trinity  held  Yale  to  23  points. 
and  Tufts  had  scored  on  the  Blue,  while  Brown  had 
barely  beaten  Boston  College.  Dartmouth,  with  her  cap- 
tain and  four  of  her  best  men  on  the  cripple  list,  won 
•from  Williams  6  to  2  in  by  far  the  poorest  game  which  she 
played  all  the  year,  then  ran  away  from  Bowdoin  35  to  6,  the 
Maine  boys'  only  score  being  due  to  their  umpire's  decisions, 
and  beat  the  strong  and  heavy  Wesleyan  eleven  29  to  12,  a 
score  which  should  have  been  35  to  6,  but  for  Thompson's 
theft  of  the  ball.  Bowdoin  had  previously  held  Harvard 
down  to  12  to  0,  and  Wesleyan  had  a  team  which  was  as 
strong  as  Wesleyan  teams  usually  are. 

Dartmouth  beat  Vermont  22  to  0,  and  scored  twice  on  one 
of  the  strongest  elevens  that  ever  played  football,  when  she 
held  Harvard  27  to  12.  The  reader  will  remember  that  Bar- 
nard's touchdown  should  never  have  been  allowed,  and  that 
Daly's  goal  from  the  field  was  certainly  a  very  lucky  chance. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  57 

The  climax  of  the  season  came  when  the  fast  and  hard 
fighting  Brown  team  went  down,  22  to  0. 

Thus  Dartmouth  had  won  ten  games  and  lost  one,  and 
scored  291  points  to  her  opponents'  47. 


THE  SEASON  OF  '02. 


PROGRESS. 

An  even  ten  months  the  college  had  been  waiting,  ex- 
pectantly, for  the  beginning  of  the  next  season.  The  defeat 
of  Brown,  22  to  0,  on  Thanksgiving  da)',,  1901,  had  given 
Dartmouth  a  taste  of  football  glory,  and,  like  Oliver  Twist, 
she  was  hungry  for  more.  Of  the  '01  team,  Captain  Place, 
Bullock,  "Fat"  Smith,  \Vitham,  Yaughan,  Dillon,  Patteson 
and  Knibbs  were  back  in  college,  while  a  great  many  of  the 
strong  second  team  were  eligible  as  'varsity  material.  From 
the  '05  class  team  came  Conley,  Brown,  Eix  and  McGrath  to 
join  the  'varsity  squad,  while  '06  furnished  some  good  men 
in  Gage,  Herr,  Deakin,  Pratt,  Glaze,  Coburn  and  Green- 
wood. Amos  Foster;  half-back  on  Frank  Lowe's  team,  who 
had  been  kept  out  the  previous  fall  by  typhoid  fever,  was 
back  in  the  game. 

Still,  as  usual,  there  was  a  great  lack  of  heavy  men  for 
the  line;  fast  backs,  splendid  backs,  a  fine  quarter,  swift  ends, 
— we  had  them  all;  but  outside  of  Joe  Gilman  and  "Fat'y 
Smith,  not  a  man  in  the  squad  who  bettered  190  pounds. 

But  in  the  midst  of  the  anxiety  which  the  dearth  of  heavy 
men  caused  to  captain,  coach  and  college,  there  arrived  in 
Hanover  two  men  who  possessed  the  so-much  desired  quali- 
fications. They  were  H.  T.  Lindsay,  '06,  a  Wisconsin  giant 
who  measured  6  feet  5,  and  weighed  229  pounds  stripped,, 
and  L.  C.  Turner,  from  Ohio,  a  six-footer  who  stripped  at 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  59 

196  pounds,  and  of  whom  John  Eckstorm,  who  had  seen 
him  play,  prophesied  that  he  would  make  the  greatest  tackle 
that  ever  played  football  for  Dartmouth.  The  latter  came 
from  Miami,  a  college  whose  standing  in  Ohio  was  so  low 
that  had  Turner  gone  to  Ohio  State  University,  as  he  had  at 
first  intended,  he  would  there  have  been  eligible  for  the 
team;  while  Lindsay  had  spent  some  weeks  at  the  University 
of  Wisconsin.  Both  men  were  stronger,  far  and  away,  than 
the  average  college  lineman,  both  good  for  40  feet  and  over 
with  the  16-pound  shot.  If  they  had  not  been  so  sorely 
needed  the  temptation  to  play  them  would  not  have  been  so 
great.  But,  with  these  two  men  in  the  game,  the  Dartmouth 
line,  with  "Dubsy,"  weighing  155  pounds,  and  "Mat,"  weigh- 
ing 160  pounds,  playing  ends,  would  have  averaged  192 
pounds,  and  the  whole  team  182.  The  Yale  team  of  '02,  un- 
disputed champions  of  the  East,  averaged  as  a  team  182% 
pounds,  and  in  their  line  195,  while  the  defeated  Harvard 
eleven  averaged  193  pounds  in  the  line  and  184  as  a  team. 

Thus  by  playing  Lindsay  and  Turner  Dartmouth  would 
have  had,  for  the  first  time  in  her  history,  a  team  far  superior 
to  anything  in  the  minor  colleges  and  on  a  par  with  the  big 
two  in  weight,  experience  and  knowledge  of  the  game. 

To  some  colleges  it  would  have  been  a  sore  temptation, 
but  the  Dartmouth  Athletic  council  never  hesitated.  At  its 
first  meeting  in  the  fall  the  two  men  in  question,  together 
with  Marquess,  a  190-pound  full-back  who  had  entered  col- 
lege from  Fiske  University,  were  barred  from  participating 
in  all  further  athletics  during  the  year. 


60  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

DAKTMOUTH  11,  UNIVERSITY  OF  VERMONT  0. 

On  Saturday,  October  4th,  Dartmouth  won  her  first  vic- 
tory of  the  season  by  defeating  Vermont,  11  to  0.  A  hard 
game  was  anticipated,  as  Vermont  had  tied  Brown,  0  to  0, 
only  three  days  before.  However,  the  Green  Mountain  boys 
were  not  as  dangerous  as  they  were  expected  to  be,  and  had 
not  Dartmouth  put  in  several  substitutes  in  the  second  half 
the  score  would  have  been  much  larger.  It  was  not  until 
the  last  two  minutes  of  play  that  U.  V.  M.  was  able  to  gain  a 
first  down.  Dartmouth  had  in  her  line-up  seven  of  the  men 
who  played  against  Brown  the  previous  year,  and  while  they 
were  all  in  the  game  Vermont  offered  little  resistance  to 
their  fierce  offense. 

Clough  caught  the  ball  on  the  kick-off,  and  advanced  it 
five  yards.  "Jimmy"  Vaughan  showed  old-time  form  as  he 
cleared  Morse's  end  for  20  yards.  Dillon  immediately  du- 
plicated the  trick  around  the  other  end,  and  steady  line 
plunges  by  Knibbs  and  the  halves  sent  the  ball  over  the  line. 
Turner  kicked  the  goal,  and  the  score  was  6  to  0. 

Bullock  received  the  kick-off  and  tore  down  the  field  for  a 
25  yard  gain.  On  the  very  next  pla}r,  however,  Dartmouth 
fumbled,  and  it  was  Vermont's  ball.  Some  apprehension  was 
manifested  by  the  "rooters"  at  this  point,  but  the  Green's 
line  held  like  a  rock,  and  Vermont  made  a  poor  attempt  at  a 
goal  from  the  field.  Dillon  caught  the  ball  on  the  10  yard 
line,  and  by  a  brilliant  broken  field  run  advanced  it  to  Ver- 
mont's 40  yard  line.  Again  line  plunges  by  Vaughan  and 
Knibbs  brought  the  ball  to  U.  V.  M.'s  four  yard  line,  whence 
Dillon  shot  over  for  the  second  touchdown.  Score,  Dart- 
mouth 11.  Turner's  try  for  goal  barely  missed  the  upright. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  61 

After  the  kick-off,  a  beautiful  dodging  run  by  Farmer 
brought  the  ball  back  to  the  middle  of  the  field,  but  time 
was  called  a  moment  later. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  second  half  Glaze's  kick-off  went 
over  the  line,  and  Vermont  kicked  out  from  the  25  yard  line. 
The  Hanover  boys  were  soon  on  their  way  down  the  field 
again,  but  on  Vermont's  12  yard  line  they  fumbled,  giving 
the  ball  to  the  visitors.  Unable  to  gain,  Vermont  punted. 
Once  more  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  down,  Colton  and 
Grover  making  steady  gains.  Near  their  own  goal  line,  how- 
ever, Vermont's  defense  stiffened  and  she  recovered  the  ball 
on  downs.  Again  the  Dartmouth  line  was  impregnable  and 
a  punt  sent  the  ball  to  the  45  yard  line.  Here  again  a  fumble 
by  the  Green  gave  the  ball  to  Vermont.  The  boys  from 
Burlington  now  did  their  only  effective  rushing  of  the  ball, 
and  gained  some  30  yards  in  all.  About  to  be  held  for  downs, 
they  tried  for  a  goal  from  the  field  from  the  42  yard  line,  but 
the  ball  fell  short.  A  few  rushes  by  Vaughan  and  Coburn, 
followed  by  a  punt,  and  the  game  was  over. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Vermont. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Morse 

Herr 
Foster 

Turner 1.  tackle  r. .......  Kingsland 

Bates 

Gage 1.  guard  r Grow 

Smith center Gale 

C lough r.  guard  1 Parker 

Place r.  tackle  1 Eanney 

Farmer    r.  end  1 Patterson 

Donnelly 


62  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Witham quarter Barrett 

Glaze 

Lillard 

Melvin 

Dillon   1.  half-back  r Woodward 

Colton 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Xewton 

Knibbs full-back Strait 

Grover 
Coburn 

Score,  Dartmouth  11,  Vermont  0.     Touchdowns,  Dillon 
(2).    Time,  15  minute  halves. 


DARTMOUTH    0,    MASSACHUSETTS     STATE     COL- 
LEGE 0. 

Dartmouth  had  a  bad  scare,  and  a  narrow  escape  from  de- 
feat in  the  game  with  Massachusetts  State  College  on 
Wednesday,  October  8th.  The  Massachusetts  men  had  a 
veteran  team,  one  which  had,  the  season  before,  defeated 
Holy  Cross,  Boston  College,  Tufts  and  Amherst,  and  thanks 
to  the  excellent  coaching  of  "Wife"  Jennings,  Dart- 
mouth's old  half-back,  they  were  much  farther  along  in 
their  development  than  other  teams  at  this  period  of  the 
year,  and  would  have  given  any  team  in  the  country  a  good 
"run  for  their  money.''  The  three  backs  each  wore  a  queer 
contrivance,  a  handle  fastened  to  his  body  by  means  of  a 
strap  which  reached  across  his  back,  disappearing  under  the 
front  of  his  jacket  at  the  armpits.  By  means  of  this  con- 
trivance the  three  backs,  generally  with  a  tackle  breaking 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  63 

the  way  for  them,  shot  through  the  line  in  a  tandem  forma- 
tion which  could  not  be  broken  before  it  had  emerged  from 
the  other  side.  After  the  good  game  put  up  by  the  Dart- 
mouth linemen  in  the  Vermont  game,  the  Green's  forwards 
took  a  great  slump,  and  allowed  the  Massachusetts  men  to 
"get  the  jump"  on  them  repeatedly.  But  outside  of  two 
disastrous  fumbles,  no  fault  could  be  found  with  the  playing 
of  the  Hanover  back  field.  One,  made  by  Dillon  just  as  he 
was  crossing  the  line,  robbed  Dartmouth  of  a  well-earned 
touchdown,  the  other,  McGrath's  muff  of  a  punt,  gave  M.  A. 
C.  a  chance  to  try  for  a  goal  from  the  field,  a  trial  which 
came  near  costing  Dartmouth  the  game. 

Dartmouth  started  off  with  a  rush.  McGrath  ran  the  kick- 
off  in  10  yards,  and  the  Dartmouth  backs  shot  through  the 
visitors'  line  for  good  gains.  Vaughan,  Dillon  and  Knibbs 
in  turn  carried  the  ball,  bringing  it  to  M.  A.  C.'s  34  yard  line, 
where  a  fumble  spoiled  the  Green's  first  opportunity  to 
score.  The  New  Hampshire  line  now  took  a  little  nap,  while 
the  visitors  rushed  the  ball  to  Dartmouth's  45  yard  line. 
Here,  about  to  be  held,  they  kicked,  and  McGrath  received 
the  ball  on  the  20  yard  line.  Dartmouth  began  rushing  the 
ball  again,  but  was  unable  to  get  nearer  than  30  yards  to  the 
visitors'  goal  line.  After  an  exchange  of  punts  M.  A.  C.  se- 
cured the  ball,  and  rushed  it  to  Dartmouth's  19  yard  line, 
where,  on  the  point  of  being  held  for  downs,  the  visitors 
tried  a  goal  from  the  field.  The  Hanover  rush-line  spoiled 
the  play,  and  it  was  Dartmouth's  ball.  A  punt  by  Farmer 
sent  the  leather  to  M.  A.  C.'s  50  yard  line.  A  few  moments 
later  and  time  was  called,  with  the  ball  on  the  Green's  52 
yard  line. 

The  Dartmouth  eleven  had  got  "what  for"  from  the  little 
coach  during  the  intermission,  and  came  out  for  the  second 
half  imbued  with  a  very  different  spirit  from  that  with  which 


64  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

they  began  the  game.  This  was  immediately  evident,  for 
after  receiving  Dartmouth's  kick-oft',  Massachusetts  State 
could  not  gain  her  distance,  and  Snell  was  obliged  to  punt. 
The  kick  was  a  long  one,  sending  the  ball  to  the  Green's  42 
yard  line.  Dartmouth's  offense  now  went  to  work,  and  by 
the  fierce  charges  of  Knibbs,  Vaughan  and  Dillon  the  ball 
began  to  move  down  the  field.  The  visitors  fought  hard,  but 
there  was  no  stopping  the  Green's  advance.  Straight  down 
the  field,  66  yards  they  rushed,  and  it  was  first  down  on 
M.  A.  C.'s  two  yard  line.  On  the  next  play  Dillon  shot  over, 
and  everyone  was  sure  that  Dartmouth  had  scored, — but 
alas,  the  ball  had  fallen,  and  a  Massachusetts  man  was  on  it 
like  a  flash.  This  failure  seemed  to  take  the  heart  out  of  the 
Dartmouth  team,  for  the  visitors,  using  their  tandem  tackles- 
back  formation,  crashed  through  the  Hanover  line,  gaining 
slowly  to  the  50  yard  line.  A  punt  by  Snell  to  the  Green's 
35  yard  line  was  muffed  by  McGrath,  and  it  was  the  visitors7 
ball.  Dartmouth  was  desperate,  and  repulsed  two  plays  with 
loss.  It  was  then  that  Massachusetts'  right  tackle,  standing 
on  the  42  yard  line,  shot  toward  the  middle  of  the  Green's 
goal  a  beautiful  kick.  For  three  seconds  the  startled  crowd 
held  its  breath, — then  gave  a  great  sigh  of  relief:  the  dis- 
tance was  too  great,  and  the  ball  dropped  just  under  the 
cross  bar. 

Immediately  after  the  punt-out  time  was  called,  with  the 
score  0  to  0. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Massachusetts  State. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Ahearn 

Smith,  R.  B 1.  tackle  r Snell 

Glaze 
Brown 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  65 

Gage  1.  guard  r Franklin 

Smith,  A.  K center Patch 

dough r.  guard  1 Craighead 

Place r.  tackle  1 Halligan 

Farmer  r.  end  1 O'Hara 

McGrrath   quarter Quigley 

Dillon 1.  half-back  r Lewis 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Connelly 

Knibbs   full-back Munson 

Score,  Dartmouth  0,  M.  A.  C.  0.    Time,  20  minute  halves. 

XOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Coach  Jennings,  of  Massachusetts  State,  was  the  only  per- 
son who  was  entirely  satisfied  Avith  the  game. 

A  team  which  reaches  its  development  early  in  the  year 
generally  suffers  a  relapse  before  the  end  of  the  season.  M. 
A.  C.  was  not  quite  so  fortunate  in  the  rest  of  her  schedule, 
beating  Tufts  5  to  0,  losing  to  Wesleyan  5  to  6,  and  to  Am- 
herst  0  to  15. 

Myron  Witham,  rarely  on  the  invalid  list,  was  kept  out  of 
the  game  by  a  badly  sprained  ankle.  This  injury,  luckily, 
was  not  serious  enough  to  bar  him  from  the  game  with 
Williams. 


DARTMOUTH  29,  TUFTS  0. 

It  was  a  serious  problem  that  faced  the  little  head  coach 
on  the  evening  of  October  8th.  Here  was  his  team  played  to 
a  standstill,  his  crack  quarter-back  out  of  the  game,  his  prize 
backs  unable  to  hold  the  ball  at  critical  points,  his  line  torn 
at  will  by  the  attacks  of  a  team  which  was  supposed  to  be 
greatly  inferior  to  Dartmouth, — and  the  Tufts  game  only 


66  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

three  days  away.  And  Tufts  had  scored  on  Yale,  for  the 
second  time  in  two  years,  and  had  just  held  the  strong  team 
of  the  United  States  Military  Academy  to  five  points;  indeed, 
the  boys  from  Medford  made  no  bones  of  the  fact  that  they 
were  in  search  of  "revenge"  for  the  game  of  '01,  when,  under 
similar  circumstances,  they  had  expected  to  beat  Dartmouth. 

But  our  coach  was  not  the  man  to  sit  down  and  mourn 
over  the  situation.  Three  days  was  not  much  time,  but  it 
was  better  than  nothing.  Something  had  to  be  done,  and 
sure  enough  there  was  "something  doing."  Joe  Gilman,  who 
had  been  kept  out  of  the  line-up  so  far  by  a  great  axe-wound 
in  his  left  hand,  went  in  at  center,  his  hand  still  swathed  in 
bandages.  R.  B.  Smith  was  shifted  to  right  guard,  while  the 
veteran  center,  "Fat,"  was  given  a  trial  at  left  tackle. 
"Dubsy"  Farmer  was  changed  over  from  end  to  quarter,  and 
the  veteran  "Bill"  Craig,  left  tackle  on  Fred  Crolius'  team, 
and  left  end  on  Frank  Lowe's  team,  went  in  at  right  end. 

The  M.  A.  C.  game  was  played  on  Wednesday,  the  8th,  and 
the  very  next  afternoon  every  member  of  Dartmouth's  back 
field  came  out  to  practice  equipped  with  the  strap  handles 
which  had  so  materially  assisted  "Wife"  Jennings'  men  in 
their  onslaughts  on  the  Dartmouth  line. 

Every  evening  there  was  signal  practice  in  the  gymnasium, 
that  the  shifted  men  might  become  accustomed  to  their  new 
positions.  Thus  was  prepared  for  the  men  from  Medford,  a 
small  surprise  party. 

And  truly  it  came  as  a  surprise.  The  visitors  were  not 
merely  beaten,  they  were  outclassed.  It  was  not  a  contest, 
it  was  a  romp.  In  35  minutes  of  play  Dartmouth  scored  five 
touchdowns,  kicking  four  of  the  goals.  The  playing  of  the 
Dartmouth  team  was  a  revelation;  it  was  more  than  the  most 
sanguine  supporter  dared  hope  for.  They  could  scarcely 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  67 

recognize  the  team  that  had  been  tied,  only  three  days  before, 
by  the  Amherst  "Aggies."  The  punting,  running  and  all- 
around  playing  of  Chauncey  Colton  was  a  feature  of  the 
game;  "Jimmy"  Vaughan  and  "Billy"  Knibbs  were  in  cham- 
pionship form,  and  played  as  hard  as  if  it  were  the  Brown 
game.  The  visitors  were  none  too  gentle  in  their  handling  of 
these  two  players,  as  they  had  a  notion  that  without  them 
Dartmouth  would  be  their  prey.  Somehow,  Dartmouth  never 
gets  through  a  game  with  Tufts  without  serious  injury  to 
some  prominent  player.  A.  K.  Smith  and  Place  tore  holes  in 
the  Medford  line  big  enough  to  drive  through  a  coach  and 
four,  and  the  Green's  swift  backs  galloped  through  with  ri- 
diculous ease.  Only  once  did  the  Massachusetts  eleven  make 
first  down,  and  not  once  was  Dartmouth  held  for  downs. 

Dartmouth  kicked  off,  and  Tufts  was  immediately  thrown 
back  and  forced  to  punt.  From  her  own  26  yard  line  the 
Green  rushed  the  ball  straight  down  the  field  for  a  touch- 
down, scored  by  Knibbs  just  four  minutes  after  the  game 
began. 

After  Vaughan  had  run  the  kick-off  back  20  yards  Colton 
punted.  Here  Tufts  made  her  only  gain  of  the  day,  a  25 
yard  run  by  McGlew  around  the  Green's  right  end.  Attempt- 
ing the  same  play  again,  he  was  throvn  for  a  loss;  another 
loss,  and  a  short  kick  was  attempted.  It  fell  short,  very 
short,  and  Dartmouth  secured  it  back  of  Tufts'  line.  Colton 
and  Vaughan  now  broke  loose  for  long  runs,  and  the  reliable 
"Jimmy"  dodged  15  yards  through  .the  whole  Tufts  team  for 
the  Green's  second  touchdown. 

Colton  ran  the  kick-off  back  16  yards,  then  went  through 
an  open  door  ("Fat"  Smith's  door)  in  the  line  for  33  yards. 
Vaughan  cleared  the  end  for  15  yards,  but  a  fumble  caused  a 
big  loss  and  Chauncey  punted.  Davis  caught  the  ball  on  the 


68  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

10  yard  line,  and  "Mat"  Bullock  threw  him  back  to  the  goal 
line.  Time  for  the  first  half  was  then  called.  Meanwhile,  a 
gentleman  from  Medford  had  observed  "Billy"  Knibbs  lying 
on  his  side  in  a  scrimmage,  and  had  landed  heavily  with  his 
knee  on  the  latter's  lower  ribs.  Billy  was  forced  to  retire 
(with  an  injury  which  kept  him  out  of  football  until  the  last 
fifteen  minutes  of  the  Brown  game)  and  Coburn  took  his 
place. 

The  second  half  was  simply  slaughter.  Tufts  seemed 
utterly  unable  to  stop  the  rushes  of  the  Dartmouth  backs  and 
tackles.  Colton  and  Vaughan  romped  through  holes  opened 
up  by  the  linemen  for  15  and  20  yards  at  a  time.  The  inter- 
ference of  Bullock  was  superb;  he  would  block  off  man  after 
man  in  a  single  play.  "Jimmy"  crossed  the  line  just  two 
minutes  and  40  seconds  after  the  half  had  begun.  Score, 
Dartmouth  17. 

Fierce  rushes  by  Coburn,  Place  and  Colton  resulted  in  an- 
other touchdown,  four  minutes  after  the  first.  Dart- 
mouth 23. 

A  new  set  of  backs,  Eix,  Grover  and  Couley,  now  went  in, 
and  scored  again  in  five  minutes,  A.  K.  Smith  carrying  the 
ball  for  the  final  plunge.  Gilman  kicked  the  goal  and  the 
score  stood,  Dartmouth  '29. 

Bullock  ran  in  the  kick-off  and  Deakin  and  Grover  had 
carried  the  ball  to  the  middle  of  the  field  when  time  was 
called. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Tufts. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Dunham 

Smith,  A.  K 1.  tackle  r McMahon 

Gage 1.  guard  r Dow 

Clough 


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FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  69 

Gilman  center Prince 

Knowlton 

Smith,  E.  B r.  guard  1 Galarneau 

Place r.  tackle  1 Bray 

Craig r.  end  1 Nason 

Estabrook 

Farmer quarter McCarthy 

Colton 1.  half-back  r Cannell 

Grover 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 McGlew 

Rix 

Deakin 

Knibbs full-back Knight 

Coburn  Davis 

Conley 

Score,  Dartmouth  29,  Tufts  0.  Touchdowns,  Vaughan  (2), 
Colton,  Knibbs,  A.  K.  Smith.  Time,  20  and  25  minute 
halves. 

XOTE  AXD  COMMENT. 

It  was  ludicrous  to  see  Gilman,  when  on  the  defensive, 
bowl  over  his  man  with  one  hand. 

The  wonderful  work  of  McCornack  was  never  so  brilliantly 
shown  as  in  his  ability  to  revolutionize  a  team  in  three  days, 
and  have  it  play  such  championship  football  as  did  Dart- 
mouth against  Tufts. 

"Dubsy"  Farmer  put  up  a  great  game  at  quarter,  running 
the  team  well  and  keeping  the  plays  moving  right  along. 


70  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

DARTMOUTH  18,  WILLIAMS  0. 

Picture  to  yourself  a  level  field,  surrounded  on  all  sides  by 
a  high  board  fence;  within,  a  low  stand,  of  unpainted  boards, 
flanked  on  both  sides  by  long  weather-beaten  bleachers.  At 
the  ends  and  across,  a  great  mass  of  humanity,  packed  ten 
deep  behind  the  ropes.  Behind  the  ranks  vehicles  of  all  de- 
scriptions, automobiles,  coaches,  with  a  great  tally-ho  in  the 
middle.  Overhead  a  dull  gray  sky,  the  thermometer  at  51 
and  no  wind  to  speak  of.  Football  weather,  for  both  spec- 
tator and  player. 

Two  thousand  people  in  the  covered  stand,  mainly  ladies 
and  their  escorts,  flying  banners  mostly  green,  though  here 
and  there  a  bit  of  purple  shows.  On  the  bleachers  at  the 
sides  two  thousand  people  more,  with  the  interest  centering 
around  a  knot  of  Dartmouth  men,  two  hundred  strong,  who 
are  lustily  singing  to  the  beat  of  "Clarry"  Howes'  cane.  Just 
beyond  them  a  section  which  is  full  of  young  Dartmouth  grad- 
uates. We  hear  them  call  to  each  new  arrival:  "Kimmie! 
How  are  you?"  "Hoddy!  Governor!  Come  up  and  be  with 
the  push."  "Hello,  Kid!"  "There's  Pitt,  now."  "And 
Larry  Hill."  "And  Matt  Jones."  "How  are  you,  Eke?"  etc. 
It  is  a  typical  Dartmouth  crowd,  everybody  knows  everybody 
else.  It  is  "Monty"  or  "Zach"  or  "Dutch"  or  "Dick"  or 
"Deck"  or  "Dave." 

From  the  dense  ranks  on  the  east  side  there  arises  yell 
after  yell.  Here  the  great  majority  of  the  Dartmouth  under- 
graduates, four  hundred  strong,  is  gathered,  singing  and 
cheering,  with  Karl  Skinner  as  their  leader.  But  the  main 
interest  arises  from  a  contest  which  is  going  on  near  the  55 
yard  line.  The  Berkshire  men,  two  hundred  strong,  are 
bunched  together  here  to  yell,  while  right  behind  them  stands 
a  tall  tally-ho,  loaded  with  young  Dartmouth  grads,  all  armed 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  71 

with  huge  megaphones.  The  Williams  cheermaster  calls  for 
a  yell,  and  at  once  "Long  Jim,  the  Scout,"  gives  the  signal  to 
his  cohorts.  Up  come  the  megaphones,  the  tally-ho  becomes 
a  hotbed  of  trumpet  flowers,  all  pointing  the  same  way,  and 
the  two  yells  burst  forth  simultaneously.  And  would  you  be- 
lieve it,  this  little  knot  of  Hanover  graduates  is  actually  out- 
noising,  if  not  outcheering,  the  whole  Williams  delegation. 

But  all  this  is  only  the  frame  to  the  picture  proper.  Out 
upon  the  lime-washed  gridiron  are  twenty-two  men  in  action, 
eleven  in  purple  and.  buff,  eleven  in  buff  and  green.  Care- 
fully avoiding  each  other,  they  are  crouching,  charging,  run- 
ning, pushing  back  imaginary  opponents.  In  the  Williams 
line-up  we  recognize  some  of  our  antagonists  of  a  year  ago,  as 
Hatch,  Gutterson  and  Jayne;  also  John  Vose's  twin  brother, 
the  great  basket-ball  player.  Turning  to  the  other  team,  we 
know  them  all.  Tallest  and  heaviest  of  the  lot,  Joe  Gilman, 
with  his  yellow  hair  and  chubby  face  showing  above  the 
crowd,  attracts  our  attention  first.  His  wounded  hand  is  still 
bound  up  in  a  black  leather  bandage,  but  his  fingers  are  free, 
and  he  handles  the  ball  well.  Flanking  him  on  one  side  is 
"Bill"  Clough,  who  played  full-back  until  he  put  on  too 
much  weight.  The  stocky  right  guard  must  be  Gage,  the 
freshman  from  Manchester.  The  bulky  left  tackle,  who 
charges  so  swiftly  and  runs  so  fast,  is  none  other  than  our  old 
friend  "Fat"  Smith,  familiar  to  us  as  last  year's  star  center- 
rush;  while  his  running  mate,  of  course,  is  the  old  reliable 
"Vic."  "Myron"  is  back  at  quarter,  with  an  ankle  supporter 
showing  ominously  above  his  shoe,  while  ^Mary"  Dillon,  who 
is  played  at  full,  is  similarly  equipped.  "Dubsy"  has  gone 
back  to  right  end,  while  "Mat"  is  at  his  old  post  on  the  left. 
Chauncey  Colton  has  taken  Dillon's  place  at  left  half,  while 
we  recognize  the  stocky  little  right  half  as  "Jimmy" 
Vaughan. 


72  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

A  small  army  of  substitutes,  swathed  in  robes  and  blan- 
kets, lies  on  the  ground  between  the  ropes  and  the  side  lines. 
Here,  too,  we  find  "Jack"  Griffin,  John  Bowler  and  McCor- 
nack.  Their  faces  reflect  the  feelings  of  the  rooters;  for  in 
spite  of  all  the  noise  that  the  latter  are  making,  the  prevail- 
ing feeling  is  one  of  subdued  confidence.  It  is  just  fifty-two 
weeks  since  Dartmouth  came  down  to  Xewton  Center,  with 
Jack  O'Connor  and  Bill  Knibbs  out  of  the  game,  and  "Mary" 
Dillon  and  Myron  Witham  crippled  and  unfit.  Then  we  were 
taken  by  surprise  and  •  almost  caught  napping  by  a  team 
which  had  been  heralded  as  easy,  but  was  really  further  ad- 
vanced in  its  development  than  our  own.  And  after  sitting 
on  the  anxious  seat  all  the  afternoon  we  had  pulled  the  game 
out  of  the  fire,  as  it  were,  in  the  last  half  of  the  ninth  in- 
ning. But  while  we  had  expected  to  win  a  close  and  hard 
fought  game,  we  were  not  quite  satisfied.  There  were  too 
many  points  in  the  contest  where  a  hairs  breadth  would 
have  turned  victory  into  defeat.  When  a  Williams  man  ac- 
cused us  of  having  been  favored  by  fortune,  we  did  not 
answer  him;  not  even  were  we  consoled  by  the  knowledge 
that  at  the  end  of  the  season  our  team  could  have  trounced 
the  Purple  with  as  much  ease  as  they  did  the  Brown.  No, 
we  Avanted  to  show,  and  show  decisively,  that  we  were  better 
than  Williams.  We  were  a  bigger  college,  with  300  more 
men  to  pick  from,  an  older  college,  a  better  college.  Our 
men  were  stronger,  just  as  sandy  and  knew  more  football; 
and  we  were  going  to  show  it.  Dartmouth  College  had  been 
waiting  for  this  game  since  October  19th,  1901.  The  class 
of  1903  and  the  graduates  had  been  waiting  for  it  since  the 
disastrous  12  to  10  game  in  the  fall  of  '99,  the  game  which 
was  lost  to  us  by  Joe  Wentworth's  and  "Wife"  Jennings'  in- 
juries, Bill  Stickney's  fumble  and  Charley  Proctor's  inability 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  73 

to  kick  goals.  In  eleven  years  Williams  had  beaten  us  but 
once;  the  scores  ran:  24-12,  20-0, 10-0,  10-5,  10-0,  52-0,  10-6, 
10-12,  6-2,  a  total  of  152  points  for  Dartmouth  to  37  for 
Williams.  Today  we  were  going  to  leave  no  doubt;  it  was  to 
be  a  clean,  decisive  victory;  "Mac"  had  been  caught  off  his 
guard  a  year  ago,  with  his  team  just  picked,  his  best  men 
crippled,  and  his  plays  undeveloped.  To-day  he  was  ready; 
this  team  had  been  already  "tried  out"  against  Tufts;  they 
expected  to  win,  but  were  not  overconfident;  they  had  been 
working  hard,  and  were  to  reap  the  fruits  of  their  labors. 

Williams,  too,  had  been  working  hard.  They  had  held 
Harvard  to  11  points,  and,  though  beaten  by  Cornell,  had 
managed  to  score  on  the  Eed  and  White.  This  was,  to  them, 
one  of  the  two  games  of  the  season.  They  must  prove  that 
they  are  still  in  Dartmouth's  class.  Williams  has  grit,  plenty 
of  it.  Her  men  will  fight  hard,  and  within  her  30  yard  line 
the  strength  of  her  defense  will  vary  inversely  with  the  dis- 
tance from  the  goal.  And  this  is  why  we  have  all  met  at 
Newton  Center  to  see  this  game. 

But  in  the  meantime  out  on  the  field  something  is  going  to 
happen.  The  practice  is  over,  and  the  gridiron  is  vacant, 
save  for  a  tall  man  in  citizen's  clothing,  toward  whom  is 
walking  a  player  from  each  of  the  two  groups  on  the  side 
lines.  The  three  meet,  converse  for  a  moment,  a  coin  flies 
into  the  air,  and  the  referee  stoops  and  picks  it  up.  As  the 
little  group  separates,  each  captain  calls  his  men,  and  it  is 
seen  that  Williams  has  won  the  toss.  For  the  Berkshire 
men  are  spread  out  to  defend  the  south  goal,  from  which  a 
gentle  breeze  is  blowing. 

There  is  a  moment  of  silence,  the  hush  of  expectancy,  as 
Chauncey  Colton  tilts  the  ball  to  suit  his  taste;  everyone, 
players  and  spectators  alike,  stand  tense  with  suppressed 


74  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

emotion;  a  sharp  whistle  sounds,  the  Hanover  men  go  tear- 
ing down  the  field  after  the  ball,  and  a  great  sigh  goes  up 
from  the  crowd  of  spectators.  Ten  yards  is  all  that  Gutter- 
son  can  make,  and  Williams  is  only  20  from  her  own  goal 
line.  Five  rushes,  however,  net  the  Purple  17  yards,  and 
Dartmouth  rooters  begin  to  feel  anxious.  Williams  next 
tries  Bullock's  end,  but  the  play  is  a  complete  failure,  "Mat" 
downing  his  man  away  behind  the  line.  As  Watson  drops 
back  to  kick  a  yell  goes  up  from  the  Hanover  men.  a  yell 
which  dies  away  suddenly  into  a  groan,  for  "Mary"  Dillon, 
who  in  four  years  of  football  has  never  muffed  a  punt,  drops 
the  ball,  and  a  Berkshire  man  is  on  it.  It  is  on  the  Green's 
39  yard  line,  and  the  team,  fully  awake  to  its  danger,  is  now 
fighting  its  hardest.  Two  downs  in  quick  succession  gain  only 
two  yards,  and  a  punt  sends  the  ball  to  Dillon  on  the  seven 
yard  line.  Still  a  little  over  confident,  the  Hanover  eleven 
does  not  put  forth  its  full  strength,  and  two  fine  tackles  by 
Lewis  prevent  gains.  Wltham  punts,  and  it  is  Williams'  ball 
on  the  46  yard  line.  A  beautiful  tackle  by  Farmer  set*  the 
Berkshire  men  back  five  yards,  and  a  fumble  gives  Dart- 
mouth the  ball.  Now  the  green-stockinged  eleven  settles 
down  to  its  task,  and  begins  to  show  its  real  strength.  Amid 
the  frantic  cheers  of  its  supporters  it  carries  the  ball  58 
yards  in  eight  plays,  including  two  15  yard  runs  by  Vaughan, 
and  three  dives  by  Dillon  ranging  from  five  to  eight  yards. 
Again  Jimmy  is  given  the  ball,  and  as  he  crosses  the  line, 
pushed  over  by  his  team  mates,  three  thousand  people  rise  to 
their  feet.  Some  one  starts  a  yell,  but  it  is  quickly  hushed, 
for  it  is  seen  that  there  is  something  the  matter.  The  um- 
pire brings  out  the  ball,  and  Dartmouth  has  been  set  back 
10  yards  for  off-side  play.  One  more  rush,  and  there  are  still 
seven  yards  to  go.  Rather  than  risk  another  down  Witham 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  75 

signals  for  a  place  kick.  But  the  Williams  backs  break 
through,  and  Gutterson  blocks.  Vaughan  dives  for  the  ball, 
and  reaches  it  just  a  fraction  of  a  second  before  three  purple- 
clad  warriors.  On  the  very  first  play  Colton  is  called  on  to 
clear  right  end.  He  runs  14  yards,  but  is  nailed  five  yards 
from  the  line.  As  he  falls,  however,  two  of  his  team  mates 
grasp  him  by  his  strap,  and  over  the  line  he  goes,  together 
with  the  ball  and  two  Williams  men  who  have  attached 
themselves  to  him.  Again  the  great  crowd  rises  to  cheer, 
but  again  ominous  actions  on  the  part  of  the  umpire  deter 
them.  He  is  whistling  and  wildly  waving  his  hand,  but 
Chauncey  is  still  sitting  on  the  ball,  and  Captain  Place  is  evi- 
dently telling  him  not  to  budge.  A  short  discussion  follows, 
while  the  spectators,  all  on  pins  and  needles,  stand  fidgeting. 
The  little  group  at  last  breaks  up,  and  the  ball  is  brought 
out;  the  next  instant  a  great  roar  breaks  forth,  for  the  Dart- 
mouth substitutes  are  jumping  for  joy,  and  Myron  is  holding 
the  ball  for  Jimmy  to  kick.  A  clean  goal,  and  the  great 
crowd  on  the  east  side  counts:  Dartmouth  6. 

"What  was  the  trouble?"  "How  was  it  settled?"  is  heard 
on  all  sides.  The  news  travels  slowly  from  mouth  to  mouth, 
but  finally  we  learn  that  Mr.  Dadmun  had  decided  that 
Williams  should  be  penalized  for  off-side  play,  but  that 
finally  he  had  been  made  to  see  by  Dartmouth  that  10  yards 
received  were  not  quite  as  good  as  19  yards  earned,,  especially 
when  the  19  yards  reached  to  the  line  and  included  a  touch- 
down. 

Meanwhile  the  teams  have  changed  goals,  and  Vose  is 
teeing  the  ball  for  the  kick-off.  And  now  comes  the  prettiest 
play  of  the  game.  Standing  under  his  own  goal  posts 
''Mary"  Dillon  catches  the  ball  and  is  off  like  a  shot.  With- 
out checking  his  speed  in  the  least  he  dodges  one  tackier, 


76  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

hurdles  another,  and  passes  man  after  man.  On  the  35  yard 
line  a  beautiful  piece  of  blocking  by  Bullock  rids  him  of  two 
more.  The  white  cross-lines  are  flying  by  him  like  telegraph 
poles  past  a  fast  express.  Man  after  man  and  line  after  line 
is  passed,  until  in  the  very  middle  of  the  field,  little  Jayne 
hurls  himself  straight  in  Dillon's  way.  He  trips,  stumbles, 
and  before  he  can  regain  his  speed  Gutterson  has  him,  and 
he  is  down,  having  run  55  yards.  The  major  part  of  the 
spectators  are  frantic  with  joy,  and  from  all  sides  of  the 
field  ring  out  the  wild  yells:  "Dart-mouth!  Dart-mouth! 
Dart-mouth!  Dillon!  Dillon!  !  Dillon!  !  !"  -But,  to  every- 
one's surprise,  Williams,  far  from  being  disheartened,  fights 
desperately.  Three  downs  barely  net  five  yards.  Two  more 
plunges  by  Place  and  Dillon  and  it  is  first  down  again. 
Vaughan  adds  five  yards,  Dillon  hurdles  for  nine,  and  Colton, 
amid  the  wild  yells  of  the  Dartmouth  contingent,  plants  the 
ball  on  the  15  yard  line.  Another  rush  by  Chauncey  and  the 
ball  is  but  three  yards  from  the  goal.  The  crowds  on  the 
side  lines  are  yelling  "Touch-down!  Touch-down!"  But 
alas!  the  umpire  calls  for  the  ball,  and  turns  it  over  to  the 
Berkshire  men,  claiming  that  Dartmouth  has  held.  Thus  a 
sure  touchdown  is  averted,  and  the  Green's  score  cut  down 
six  points.  A  short  gain  by  Gutterson  and  Williams  punts, 
the  ball  going  to  Dillon  on  the  Hanover  eleven's  40  yard 
line,  for  the  kick  has  been  a  long  one,  and  gone  over  the 
full-back's  head.  On  the  very  first  play  Dartmouth  loses  the 
ball  on  a  fumble.  An  attempted  double  pass  leaves  the 
Williams  runner  behind  his  x>wn  line,  with  Farmer  clinging 
to  his  legs;  but  a  fake  kick  results  in  a  scant  five  yards  gain. 
The  next  play  is  so  badly  broken  up  by  "Fat"  Smith  that 
Williams  drops  the  ball  and  Bullock  falls  on  it.  With  two 
and  a  half  minutes  to  play  Dartmouth  does  some  fierce  rush- 
ing, and  gains  43  yards  in  12  plays,  one  of  them  a  fine  hurdle 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  77 

by  Dillon.  But  there  is  not  time  enough  to  score  again,  and 
the  half  ends,  with  the  ball  27  yards  from  another  touch- 
down. But  for  off-side  play  and  holding  Dartmouth  must 
have  scored  once  more  during  the  half,  if  not  twice.  The 
signals  had  been  given  very  slowly,  and  a  little  more  haste 
would  have  increased  the  score  materially. 

As  the  teams  take  their  places  for  the  second  half  the 
Dartmouth  rooters  notice  that  Gage's  place  is  filled  by  the 
familiar  figure  of  "Cracked  Corn"  Smith,  and  that  Grover 
has  gone  in  for  Dillon,  whose  weak  ankle  is  again  giving  out. 

Vose's  kick-off  is  caught  by  Colton,  who  recovers  15  yards. 
On  the  very  next  play  Grover,  after  gaining  four  yards,  drops 
the  ball,  and  Williams  has  only  24  yards  to  travel  for  a  touch- 
down. Over  anxiety  on  the  part  of  Dartmouth  results  in  a 
penalty  of  five  yards,  and  it  is  first  down  for  the  Purple  just 
19  yards  from  a  score.  It  certainly  looks  as  though  they 
might  score,  and  Dartmouth's  rooters  are  yelling  frantically 
to  spur  on  the  team  to  greater  efforts.  On  the  very  next 
play,  however,  a  gilt-edged  tackle  by  "Dubsy"  sets  the  Berk- 
shire men  back  six  yards.  Realizing  the  hopelessness  of  any 
further  advance,  Captain  Hatch  calls  on  Peabody  to  attempt 
a  goal  from  the  field.  The  distance  is  short,  and  the  ball 
squarely  in  front  of  the  posts.  Everyone  holds  his  breath; 
back  comes  the  ball,  but  back,  too,  come  Dartmouth's  ends, 
both  leaping  into  the  air  before  the  kicker.  The  ball  is 
stopped,  and  goes  rolling  off  to  one  side,  where  Colton  picks 
it  up  and  runs  it  back  to  the  Hanover  eleven's  42  yard  line. 
From  this  point  Dartmouth  carries  the  ball  in  an  uninter- 
rupted procession  straight  down  the  field  for  68  yards  and  a 
touchdown.  Nineteen  plays  in  all  are  needed,  most  of  them 
short  plunges  through  Williams'  line.  Grover,  Vaughan, 
Place,  Colton  and  Smith  take  turns  advancing  the  pigskin, 
until  at  the  31  yard  line  Vaughan  tears  loose  for  a  10  yard 


78  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

advance.  Conley,  who  is  here  substituted  for  Grover,  adds 
another  10  yards,  and  there  are  only  11  yards  more  to  go. 
Here,  however,  the  Purple's  defense  stiffens,  and  it  is  only 
by  a  supreme  effort  on  the  part  of  the  Hanover  eleven  that 
Conley  is  finally  pushed  over,  at  the  extreme  corner  of  the 
field.  Once  more  pandemonium  reigns  on  all  sides,  and  as 
the  Dartmouth  band  strikes  up  a  familiar  tune  the  excited 
rooters  roar  out: 

"In  the  good  old  football  time, 

In  the  good  old  football  time, 
Williams  was  an  easy  mark 

'Gainst  our  sturdy  line. 
And  as  we  roll  up  score  on  score 

Sure  that's  a  very  good  sign, 
She's  still  the  same  old  easy  mark 

In  the  good  old  football  time." 

A  yell  greets  Myron's  successful  punt-out,  and  a  louder 
one  follows  Jimmy's  successful  goal.  Score,  Dartmouth  12. 

Once  more  the  teams  have  changed  goals,  and  Vose  is  kick- 
ing off.  The  ball  goes  high  and  far,  and  falls  behind  Dart- 
mouth's goal  line.  A  kick-out  from  the  20  yard  line  follows, 
and  Lewis  brings  back  the  ball  to  the  46  yard  line.  Williams 
here  tries  a  trick  play,  a  neatly  executed  double  pass,  which 
gives  them  10  yards.  But  for  a  quick  recovery  and  brilliant 
tackle  on  the  part  of  Bullock,  Watson  might  have  gone  free. 
Two  plunges,  and  it  is  first  down  again.  Dartmouth  is  penal- 
ized five  yards,  Williams  again  makes  first  down,  and  once 
more  the  umpire  sets  the  Green  back  five  yards.  With  the 
ball  on  the  14  yard  line  the  Hanover  team  awakens  to  the 
fact  that  Williams  is  still  in  the  game.  The  cheers  and  songs 
from  the  bleachers  put  new  life  into  the  team,  who  are 
exhorted  to  "make  it  a  shut-out."  The  crowd  is  looking  for 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  79 

a  great  stand  by  the  New  Hampshire  eleven,  and  in  spite  of 
the  yells  of  approval  there  is  a  genuine  feeling  of  disappoint- 
ment among  the  Dartmouth  rooters  when,  on  the  next  play, 
Mears  drops  the  ball  and  Colton  falls  on  it  at  the  10  yard 
line.  Xow  Dartmouth  settles  down  to  her  task  again,  and 
steadily  the  two  elevens  move  up  the  field.  Both  bodies  of 
rooters  are  singing  and  cheering  madly,  and  a  grand  struggle 
is  on.  Three  yards,  four  yards,  five  yards  at  a  time  the  ball 
comes  toward  us.  On  the  Purple's  51  yard  line  "Jimmy" 
Vaughan  tears  loose  for  a  long  run.  Before  he  has  gone  10 
yards  he  is  tackled,  but  he  takes  tackier,  ball  and  all  along 
for  another  eleven  yards,  while  bleachers  and  grand  stand 
re-echo  to  the  sound  of  "Dart-mouth!  Dart-mouth!  Dart- 
mouth! Vaughan!  Vaughan!!  Vaughan!!!"  With '  30 
yards  to  go,  Williams'  defense  grows  stronger  and  more  stub- 
born. Conley  is  called  on  time  after  time  to  plunge  or  hurdle 
for  the  two  yards  that  just  brings  first  down.  Again  the 
Hanover  rooters  are  calling  "Touch-down!  Touch-down!" 
and  it  is  evident  that  something  is  going  to  happen.  It  is 
growing  dark  rapidly  and  all  we  can  see  is  a  shadowy  mass 
gathered  at  the  extreme  north  end  of  the  field.  Still  it 
moves,  however,  and  now,  after  one  play  more,  it  disinte- 
grates and  scatters.  A  wild  yell  goes  up,  and  the  band  strikes 
up  the  Dartmouth  song.  Instantly  every  head  is  bared,  and 
the  whole  Dartmouth  delegation  is  on  its  feet.  It  is  a  thrill- 
ing sight,  to  look  up  and  down  the  long  rows  of  men  all 
standing  motionless,  raising  their  voices  together  as  they 
sing  the  inspiring  words: 

"Thy  name  we'll  cherish  all  our  lives, 

Thine  honor  we'll  uphold, 
And  wish  that  we  were  back  again 
Within  thy  classic  fold." 


80  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

The  song  ended,  the  crowd  waits  for  Jimmy  Vaughan  to 
kick  the  goal,  then  with  triumphant  yells,  counts  Dartmouth 
18.  A  moment  later  and  time  is  called.  The  crowd  surges 
out  upon  the  field,  and  the  air  is  full  of  hats,  canes,  hand- 
kerchiefs, banners,  and  is  rent  with  yells  and  songs.  The 
band  strikes  up  "John  Brown's  Body"  and  round  and  round 
the  field  marches  the  crowd,  yelling  like  mad,  until,  emerg- 
ing from  the  grounds,  they  take  the  high  road  to  Boston, 
still  singing  at  the  top  of  their  voices: 

"Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth! 
Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth! 
Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth! 
For  this  is  Dartmouth's  day." 

And  it  certainly  was. 

Summary : 

Dartmouth.  Williams. 

Bullock I.  end  r Vose 

Herr 

Smith,  A.  K 1.  tackle  r Hatch 

Clough 1.  guard  r Dennett 

Gilman   center Campbell 

Gage  r.  guard  I Hoffman 

Smith,  E.  B. 

Place  .  > r.  tackle  1 Jones 

Murray 

Farmer   r.  end  1 Lewis 

Foster 

Witham   quarter Jayne 

Miller 
Williams 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH-  81 

Colton 1.  half-back  r Watson 

Miller 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Gutterson 

Mears 

Dillon full-back Peabody 

Grover  Durfee 

Conley 

Score,  Dartmouth  18,  Williams  0.  Touchdowns,  Colton, 
Conley  (2).  Referee,  Brown  of  Harvard.  Umpire,  Dadmun 
of  Worcester  Tech.  Time,  25  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

The  Boston  Advertiser,  in  speaking  of  the  game,  says: 
"When  it  is  considered  that  Dartmouth  displayed  not  more 
than  75  per  cent,  of  her  strength  at  Newton  Saturday,  sev- 
eral of  her  best  men  being  unable  to  take  part  in  the  game, 
respect  for  W.  E.  McCornack's  ability  as  a  coach  is  consider- 
ably increased.  He  bids  fair  to  evoke  another  highly  suc- 
cessful team  out  of  material  which,  for  several  line  positions 
at  least,  was  not  exceptional  to  start  with." 

The  statement  in  regard  to  75  per  cent,  of  Dartmouth's 
strength  was  literally  true.  "Billy"  Knibbs,  the  veteran  full- 
back, was  out  of  the  game,  and  Dartmouth's  defense  suffered 
very  much  in  consequence.  Patteson,  last  year's  regular  left 
half,  was  in  the  hospital,  laid  up  with  quinsy  and  asthma. 
Dillon's  ankle  gave  way  and  forced  his  retirement  at  the  end 
of  the  first  half.  Witham  was  in  a  similar  condition,  and  was 
sparing  himself  as  much  as  possible.  It  was  almost  a  repeti- 
tion of  the  injuries  to  the  team  a  year  before,  when  Knibbs 
had  been  out,  Colton  laid  up  with  a  bad  muscle  bruise,  Jack 
O'Connor  out  of  the  game  for  a  month,  and  Witham  and  Dil- 
lon in  very  poor  shape  physically. 


82  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

In  studying  a  chart  of  the  game  made  out  by  a  Boston  re- 
porter, Dartmouth's  superiority  was  at  once  evident.  In 
every  department  of  play  the  Hanover  men  outclassed  their 
opponents.  Without  once  losing  possession  of  the  ball,  they 
rushed  it  82  yards  for  a  touchdown,  then  carried  it  102  yards 
from  the  kick-off,  only  to  have  it  taken  away  on  a  penalty, 
yet  made  another  42  yard  march  before  time  was  called  for 
the  first  period.  In  the  second  half,  two  marches  were  made 
to  the  goal  line,  one  62  yards  long,  the  other  an  even  100.  In 
the  first  half  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  173  yards  (half  of 
the  second  march  mentioned  above  was  covered  by  Dillon  in 
the  run-back  of  the  kick-off),  "Williams  23  yards.  In  the 
second  half  Dartmouth  rushed  172  yards,  Williams  21.  In 
the  whole  game  Dartmouth  rushed  345  yards,  Williams  44. 
Dartmouth  ran  back  kick-offs  for  a  total  of  82  yards,  Wil- 
liams for  13  yards. 

"On  the  offensive  Dartmouth  waited  some  little  time  be- 
tween plays,  and  if  the  plays  could  have  been  run  off  more 
quickly  Williams  would  have  been  defeated  by  a  much  larger 
score." — Boston  Herald. 

"Dartmouth's  line  was  clearly  superior  to  its  opponent's 
in  both  offense  and  defense.  The  Dartmouth  linemen  broke 
through  on  every  play.  Oilman,  the  Hanover  center,  threw 
his  man  back  every  time  and  aided  the  backs  in  every  play 
through  the  line.  Dartmouth's  line  also  tackled  well,  the 
men  always  getting  the  runner  low  and  hitting  him  fiercely. 
The  Hanover  backs  were  a  fast  combination  and  they  worked 
together  beautifully.  The  left  half-back  and  the  full-back 
went  through  the  line  together  every  time,  the  full-back 
having  his  arm  around  the  half-back's  neck.  On  the  de- 
fensive the  backs  helped  the  line  well." — Boston  Globe. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  83 


DARTMOUTH  6,  AMHERST  12. 

It  is  almost  impossible  for  a  football  team  to  develop  great 
strength  early  in  the  season  and  maintain  it  to  the  end. 
Sooner  or  later  there  comes  a  slump.  Just  what  is  the  cause 
of  this  is  not  always  known;  but  the  fact  is  one  which  is 
recognized  by  all  coaches.  "Dave"  Campbell's  championship 
Harvard  eleven,  Chadwick's  great  Yale  team,  each  had  a 
narrow  escape,  in  mid-season,  from  defeat  at  the  hands  of 
West  Point.  Even  Gordon  Brown's  wonderful  team  of  1900 
was  held  10  to  5  by  the  inferior  Columbia  eleven.  The  eleven 
from  Providence  was  caught  napping  by  Lafayette,  on  No- 
vember 1st,  and  on  October  25th,  Dartmouth  was  caught  off 
her  guard  and  defeated  by  Amherst. 

It  was  a  most  unexpected  and  stinging  reverse.  Amherst 
had  a  strong  team,  one  which  had  held  Harvard  to  six  points, 
and  defeated  Columbia  29  to  0,  but  she  really  was  not  on  a 
par  with  Dartmouth  when  the  Hanover  team  was  in  condi- 
tion. Knibbs,  Patteson  and  Dillon  were  out  of  the  game 
through  injuries,  and  Colton,  who  played  such  great  football 
against  Williams,  had  been  laid  out  in  the  practice  only  a  few 
days  before.  But  this  was  not  the  cause  of  Dartmouth's  de- 
feat. The  truth  of  the  matter  was,  the  men  were  a  bit 
"stale."  Fearing  the  Williams  game  on  account  of  Dart- 
mouth's 1901  experience  "Mac"  had  overworked  them  in 
preparation  for  this  year's  battle.  This  was  clearly  shown 
the  following  week,  when  several  men  began  to  lose  weight. 
Jimmy  Vaughan  began  the  game  weighing  156  pounds,  and 
others  were  nearly  as  bad.  Throughout  the  first  half,  while 
their  strength  lasted,  the  Hanover  men  completely  outplayed 
their  opponents.  Amherst  did  not  make  her  distance  once, 


84  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

while  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  132  yards,  earning  one 
touchdown,  and  losing  another  through  fumbles  and  penal- 
ties. There  were  over  two  thousand  spectators,  two  hundred 
of  whom  were  "rooters"'  from  Amherst,  and  their  triumphant 
march  around  Alumni  Oval  after  the  game  was  not  the  least 
galling  feature  of  Dartmouth's  defeat. 

Amherst  kicked  off  35  yards  to  Witham,  who  recovered  10. 
Vaughan  failed  to  gain  at  right  end,  and  Witham  punted  55 
yards  to  the  visitors'  25  yard  line.  \Vashburn  was  thrown 
for  a  loss,  and  Quill  went  back  to  punt.  The  Hanover  line- 
men came  through  fast  and  blocked  the  ball,  which,  however, 
was  recovered  by  Amherst.  A  punt  sent  the  ball  to  the  mid- 
dle of  the  field,  and  by  the  four  and  five  yard  plunges  of  Rix 
and  Conley  Dartmouth  rushed  it  56  yards  for  a  touchdown. 
Vaughan's  goal  made  it  6. 

Eix  carried  Amherst's  kick-off  to  the  30  yard  line.  Dart- 
mouth gained  some  20  yards,  but  was  penalized  10  for  off- 
side. Quill  returned  Witham's  poor  punt,  gaining  14  yards 
by  the  exchange.  Dartmouth  once  more  began  to  rush  the 
ball,  gaining  to  Amherst's  50  yard  line,  where  it  was  given  to 
the  visitors  for  holding.  Again  Amherst  was  unable  to  gain, 
and  Quill  punted  to  Dartmouth's  25  yard  line.  Once  more 
Dartmouth  rushed  it  to  the  center  of  the  field,  but  time  for 
the  first  half  was  called. 

Dartmouth  opened  the  second  half  by  kicking  to  the  20 
yard  line,  where  Pierce  was  downed  in  his  tracks.  Washburn 
tore  through  left  tackle  for  his  distance,  the  first  five  yards 
that  the  visitors  had  earned.  Dartmouth's  defense  became 
shaky,  and  Amherst  rushed  the  ball  to  the  Green's  50  yard 
line,  where  it  changed  hands  twice,  through  a  fumble  by  each 
team.  Quill  tried  right  end,  but  lost  six  yards  through  Con- 
ley's  beautiful  tackle.  Amherst  punted  to  the  home  team's 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  85 

30  yard  line,  whence  Witham  recovered  18  yards.  Vaughan 
made  four  yards,  Conley  six  and  Vaughan  seven.  It  looked 
as  though  Dartmouth  was  bound  to  score  again,  but  on  the 
next  play  the  umpire  set  the  home  team  back  10  yards. 
Witham  went  back  to  punt,  but  juggled  the  pass  and  the  ball 
was  knocked  out  of  his  hands.  Three  Amherst  men  chased  it 
back,  Daniels  finally  securing  it,  only  27  yards  from  the  goal. 
In  spite  of  the  heroic  efforts  of  Witham,  G-ilman  and  Bullock 
to  stem  the  tide,  in  eight  rushes  Amherst  had  scored.  The 
punt-out  was  a  success  and  Daniels'  goal,  tying  the  score, 
sent  Amherst's  rooters  into  the  seventh  heaven  of  delight. 

Dartmouth  kicked  off,  and  the  visitors  were  forced  to  line 
up  for  their  first  scrimmage  on  their  own  16  yard  line.  The 
umpire  set  them  back  for  off-side,  and  Quill  punted  to  his  35 
yard  line,  where  Witham  made  a  fair  catch.  Brown  was 
called  upon  to  try  a  goal  from  the  field,  which  he  missed  by  a 
narrow  margin.  Amherst  kicked  out  from  the  25  yard  line, 
and  it  was  Dartmouth's  ball  on  her  own  50  yard  line.  It  went 
to  the  visitors  almost  immediately  on  a  fumble,  and  they  be- 
gan to  gain  rapidly  through  the  exhausted  Dartmouth  line. 
Forty-five  yards  they  made,  ploughing  through  for  17,  12, 
seven  and  five  yards  in  four  plays,  but  on  their  five  yard  line 
the  Hanover  eleven  made  a  gallant,  desperate  stand.  Twice 
the  visitors  were  held  for  no  gain,  and  Quill  went  back  for  a 
goal  from  the  field.  And  now  the  game  was  decided  by  a 
mere  fluke,  a  strange  turn  of  fortune:  The  kick  was  blocked, 
the  ball  shot  out  to  one  side  and  fell  on  the  field  with  nobody 
near  it  but  Washburn  of  Amherst.  Place  and  Bullock  were 
the  only  Dartmouth  men  to  see  the  ball,  but  neither  could 
crawl  out  of  the  heap  in  time  to  head  off  Washburn,  who, 
with  a  clear  field  in  front  of  him,  ran  eight  yards  for  the  de- 
ciding touchdown.  Daniels'  goal  made  it  12  to  6. 


86  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Less  than  a  minute  remained  of  the  half,  and  there  was  no 
time  to  do  anything  to  retrieve  the  fortunes  of  the  day. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Amherst. 

Bullock  1.  end  r Priddy 

Smith,  A.  K 1.  tackle  r Varnum 

Smith,  B.  B. 

Clough    .  .1.  guard  r Park 

Brown 

Oilman center Howard 

Gage r.  guard  1 Palmer 

Brayton 

Place r.  tackle  1 Pierce 

Farmer  r.  end  1 Bafferty 

"VVitham  quarter Daniels 

Eix    1.  half-back  r Washburn 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Biram 

Conley full-back Quill 

Score,  Amherst  12,  Dartmouth  6.  Touchdowns,  Conley, 
Quill,  Washburn.  Goals,  Vaughan,  Daniels  (2).  Umpire, 
Dadmun,  W.  P.  I.  Eeferee,  Cutts  of  Harvard.  Time,  25 
minute  halves. 


DABTMOUTH  12,  WESLEYAN  5. 

On  Saturday,  November  1st,  Dartmouth  defeated  \Ves- 
leyan  12  to  5,  on  Andrus  Field,  Middletown.  A  great  shak- 
ing up  had  taken  place,  and  the  line-up  had  been  materially 
changed  since  the  Amherst  game.  "Fat"  Smith  was  back  at 
center,  Joe  Gilman  had  been  shifted  to  left  guard,  Frost 
went  in  at  left  tackle,  the  veteran  "Bill"  Craig  took  Bullock's 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  87 

place  at  end,  as  the  latter  was  on  the  hospital  list,  Grover 
and  Dillon  were  back  in  the  game,  and  Amos  Foster  had 
hegun  to  play  the  fast,  smashing  game  hy  which  he  distin- 
guished himself  during  the  remainder  of  the  season.  The 
team's  defense  was  strong,  its  offense  fast,  the  play  was  full 
of  life  and  snap.  One  would  hardly  recognize  the  team 
which  only  a  week  before  had  been  defeated  by  Amherst. 
In  the  line  the  playing  of  Clough  and  Gilman  was  brilliant. 
They  were  towers  of  strength  on  defense  and  opened  great 
holes  on  offensive  play.  All  the  backs  played  good  football, 
with  the  exception  of  tackling.  In  this  department  the 
Hanover  boys  showed  remarkably  poor  form,  and  to  this  fact 
it  is  due  that  the  score  was  not  much  larger.  On  the  day  of 
the  Brown  game,  Dartmouth  would  have  defeated  Wesleyan 
28  to  0. 

Wesleyan,  although  outplayed,  put  up  a  game  fight,  and 
by  good  defensive  work  and  trick  plays  kept  the  ball  in  Dart- 
mouth's territory  all  through  the  first  half.  The  clean  play 
of  both  sides  was  remarked  upon  by  all  the  spectators. 

Wesleyan's  kick-off  was  caught  by  Dillon,  who  ran  back  20 
yards.  Captain  Place  was  brought  back  of  the  line  for  a  four 
yard  gain.  Fine  interference  gave  Vaughan  a  clear  field 
for  a  run  around  the  end.  But  his  cleats  refused  to  hold  in 
the  slippery  ground  and  he  fell  heavily.  Thus,  instead  of 
scoring  in  the  first  minute  of  play,  Dartmouth  was  obliged 
to  punt  and  lost  the  ball.  From  the  center  of  the  field  Wes- 
leyan gained  slowly,  barely  making  her  distance  for  three 
successive  first  downs.  Discouraged  by  the  slow  progress, 
Captain  Calder  sent  Forbes  around  Dartmouth's  end  on  a 
beautifully  executed  trick  play  for  40  yards  and  a  touch- 
down. Dillon  downed  the  runner  just  as  he  crossed  the  line, 
at  the  very  corner  of  the  field.  The  punt-out  was  unsuccess- 
ful, and  the  score  stood  Wesleyan  5. 


88  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Oilman's  kick-off  took  the  ball  to  Calder  on  the  five  yard 
line,  and  the  little  captain  made  a  beautiful  run,  recovering 
52  yards,  while  the  Dartmouth  players  stood  by  and  waited 
for  each  other  to  make  the  tackle.  The  reliable  Jimmy 
downed  him  at  last.  At  Dartmouth's  33  yard  line  the  Han- 
over men  refused  to  budge  and  Gillispie  went  back  to  try  for 
a  goal  from  the  field.  This  was  unsuccessful,  the  ball  going 
to  the  goal  line,  whence  Dillon  ran  it  in  15  yards.  Dart- 
mouth had  gone  to  sleep,  and  could  not  gain  fast  enough. 
Witham's  punt  sent  the  ball  to  the  middle  of  the  field. 
Again  Wesleyan  rushed  15  yards,  but  could  gain  no  farther 
and  tried  another  time,  unsuccessfully,  for  a  field  goal. 
Dartmouth  was  still  in  a  stupor,  and  could  not  gain. 
Witham's  punt  sent  the  ball  to  the  center  of  the  field,  whence 
Wesleyan  rushed  it  15  yards  in  eight  downs.  On  our  own  41 
yard  line  she  was  held  for  downs,  and  the  visitors,  emerging 
from  their  trance,  began  to  show  their  real  strength.  The 
forwards  tore  great  holes  in  the  Middletown  line,  through 
which  the  backs  dived  for  five  and  10  yard  gains.  In  the  last 
three  and  a  half  minutes  of  the  half  the  ball  was  carried 
from  Dartmouth's  41  to  Wesleyan's  24  yard  line,  a  distance 
of  50  yards.  Call  of  time  for  the  first  half  saved  the  Meth- 
odists and  left  the  score,  just  as  in  the  game  a  year  before,  in 
favor  of  the  weaker  team. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  second  half  Dartmouth  still 
showed  the  fight  and  dash  that  had  marked  her  play  during 
the  closing  moments  of  the  first.  Three  fresh  men  had  gone 
in,  Eix,  Brown  and  Donnelly,  and  the  whole  team  was  thor- 
oughly aroused  and  full  of  fight. 

Oilman's  kick-off  was  over  the  line,  but  Calder,  hoping  for 
another  exhibition  of  poor  tackling  on  the  part  of  the  visit- 
ors, essayed  to  run  it  in.  On  the  18  yard  line  he  was  met  by 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  89 

"Vic"  Place,  who  hurled  him  back  some  yards.  Wesleyan 
was  unable  to  do  anything  with  Dartmouth's  stonewall  de- 
fense, and  Coote  punted  to  Grover.  The  latter  muffed  the 
ball,  but  snatched  it  up  just  in  time  to  save  it  from  a  Wes- 
leyan end,  and  made  10  yards.  Fierce  charges  by  the  Han- 
over backs  took  the  ball  to  the  15  yard  line,  where  the 
Methodists  secured  the  ball  on  downs.  Again  Dartmouth 
refused  to  budge,  and  another  punt  sent  the  ball  to  Vaughan, 
on  the  Green's  50  yard  line.  Once  more  Dartmouth  began 
her  advance,  and  steadily  down  the  field  she  moved  in  un- 
interrupted procession,  for  60  yards  and  a  touchdown,  scored 
by  Vaughan.  Jimmy  then  kicked  a  pretty  goal,  and  Dart- 
mouth led  by  one  point. 

Amos  Foster  now  took  Vaughan's  place,  and  Dartmouth 
began  her  attack  once  more.  Donnelly  ran  in  the  kick-off 
some  twelve  yards,  and  Rix,  Grover  and  Foster  began  to 
pound  Wesleyan's  line  for  gains  averaging  five  yards  per 
down.  The  play  which  sent  Grover  through  left  tackle,  with 
Foster  closing  in  the  rear  of  the  column,  was  the  surest 
ground  gainer.  Down  the  field,  steadily,  moved  the  two 
elevens  until  on  the  20  yard  line  Dartmouth  was  penalized 
10  yards  for  off-side  play.  As  Dartmouth  had  two  downs  in 
which  to  make  the  necessary  15  yards,  Witham  sent  Grover 
through  Wesleyan's  right  tackle.  The  big  full-back  kept  his 
feet  beautifully  and  was  not  pulled  down  until  he  had  cov- 
ered 17  yards.  It  took  but  three  more  charges  to  send  him, 
on  the  same  play,  over  the  line  for  a  touchdown.  Brown 
kicked  a  pretty  goal  from  a  difficult  angle,  and  the  score 
stood:  Dartmouth  12,  Wesleyan  5. 

Grover  ran  back  the  kick-off  18  yards,  and  Dartmouth  had 
rushed  the  ball  to  the  middle  of  the  field  when  time  was 
called. 


90  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.-  Wesleyau. 

Craig    1.  end  r Hanlon 

Onthrop 
Garrison 

Frost   1.  tackle  r Forbes 

Brown 

Gilman 1.  guard  r ^S1'.V 

Day 

Smith   .center Gillispie 

Clough  r  guard  1 Brown 

Place r.  tackle  1 Goode 

Farmer .r.  end  1 Onthrop 

Donnelly  Eyster 

Witham quarter Calder 

Colton 1.  half-back  r MacDonald 

Grover 
Rix 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Cobb 

Foster 

Dillon    full-back Coote 

Grover 

Score,  Dartmouth  12,  Wesleyan  5.  Touchdowns,  Forbes, 
Vaughan,  Grover.  Eeferee,  Mr.  Lane  of  Harvard.  Umpire, 
Mr.  Dadmun  of  Worcester  Tech.  Time,  30  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

At  the  opening  of  the  second  half  Captain  "Vic"  had  evi- 
dently made  up  his  mind  that  if  his  ends  and  backs  would  not 
tackle  the  runner,  he  must  do  it  himself.  And  he  did  it  in 
grand  style. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  91 

As  usual  there  was  the  hest  of  feeling  between  the  two 
elevens.  Wesleyan's  reception  of  their  visitors  was  hospi- 
tality itself. 

Dartmouth-Wesleyan  scores  now  stood  a  tie:  1892, 
Dartmouth  20,  Wesleyan  4;  1898,  Dartmouth  5,  Wesleyan 
23;  1899,  Dartmouth  0,  Wesleyan  11;  1900,  Dartmouth  5, 
Wesleyan  16;  1901,  Dartmouth  29,  Wesleyan  12;  1902,  Dart- 
mouth 12,  Wesleyan  5.  Total,  Dartmouth  71,  Wesleyan  71. 
Each  college  had  had  three  victories. 

In  the  last  three  Dartmouth-Wesleyan  games  the  final  loser 
had  led  at  the  end  of  the  first  half.  In  '00  the  first  half 
found  Dartmouth  in  the  lead,  5  to  0;  in  '01  Wesleyan  led  at 
the  end  of  the  first,  half,  12  to  6,  and  in  '02,  5  to  0.  In  '99 
the  score  at  the  end  of  the  first  half  stood  0  to  0,  but  Dart- 
mouth had  had  the  better  of  the  play,  and  in  '98,  with  the 
score  6  to  5  in  favor  of  the  Methodists  at  its  close,  the  first 
half  had  shown  Dartmouth  playing  the  better  football. 


DARTMOUTH  11,  SPRINGFIELD  T.  S.  0. 

On  Saturday,  November  8th,  Dartmouth  defeated  the 
strong  team  which  had  tied  Wesleyan  two  weeks  previously, 
the  team  of  the  Springfield  Training  School.  This  institu- 
tion is  for  the  purpose  of  developing  physical  directors  for 
the  Young  Men's  Christian  Association,  and  thus  is  com- 
posed of  picked  athletes.  Superior  team  play  and  knowledge 
of  the  game  gave  victory  to  Dartmouth,  and  the  score  does 
not  show  fully  the  Green's  superiority  to  her  opponents. 
The  line  played  the  same  fast,  aggressive  football  which  it 
had  shown  in  the  Wesleyan  game,  while  the  tackling  was  im- 
mensely improved.  The  work  of  Bullock  and  Farmer  was 


92  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

brilliant,  and  the  playing  of  Dillon  and  Foster  not  much  be- 
hind. Patteson,  who,  after  his  discharge  from  the  hospital, 
began  playing  at  144  pounds,  was  in  the  game  for  the  first 
time,  to  the  great  delight  of  the  spectators,  who  were  think- 
ing of  the  coming  Brown  game. 

Witham  ran  the  kick-off  to  the  47  yard  line,  Frost  gained 
13  yards,  Foster  10  and  Frost  five.  Witham  punted  to  Gray 
on  the  five  yard  line;  Gray  returned  the  kick  and  Witham 
ran  the  ball  in  15  3rards.  Frost  made  20  yards,  "Pat"  seven, 
and  Brown  covered  the  remaining  distance  to  the  goal  line  in 
a  dive  through  center.  The  punt-out  was  not  caught,  and 
the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  5. 

Bullock  caught  the  next  kick-off  and  recovered  23  yards. 
Place  and  Foster  each  made  five  yards,  but  a  fumble  gave  the 
ball  to  the  visitors  on  the  next  play.  A  trick  play,  with  Ab- 
bott carrying  the  ball,  gained  them  12  yards.  A  fumble,  and 
Bullock  dived  for  the  ball.  Dartmouth  took  up  her  advance 
again,  and  the  backs  and  tackles  carried  the  ball  to  the  vis- 
itors' eight  yard  line.  Here  the  latter  developed  unexpected 
strength,  and  took  the  ball  away  on  downs.  A  punt  followed, 
and  "Pat"  made  a  fair  catch  on  the  43  yard  line.  The  dis- 
tance was  too  great,  and  the  try-at-goal  failed.  The  ball 
rolled  over  the  line,  and  Springfield  punted  out  from  the  20 
yard  line.  Brown  caught  the  kick  and  recovered  1? 
yards.  On  the  next  play  a  pretty  run  by  Farmer  netted  43 
yards  and  a  touchdown.  This  play,  marked  by  good  inter- 
ference on  the  part  of  Bullock,  "Pat"  and  Brown,  and  good 
dodging  by  "Dubsy"  himself,  was  the  prettiest  of  the  game. 
Witham  kicked  goal,  and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  11. 

Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  to  mid-field,  whence  Witham 
punted  to  Gray,  who  was  downed  in  his  tracks  by  big  Joe 
Gilman.  Time  was  called  with  the  ball  in  the  visitors'  pos- 
session on  their  own  12  vard  line-. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  93 

In  the  second  half  Dartmouth  relaxed  somewhat,  while 
Springfield  played  harder  than  before.  Gilman's  kick-off  was 
over  the  line,  but  Carley  recovered  20  yards.  Slow  gains  by 
the  visitors,  with  an  exchange  of  punts,  carried  the  ball  to 
the  Green's  40  yard  line,  where  the  Hanover  boys  held  for 
downs.  Dillon  squirmed  through  the  line  and  ran  34  yards, 
but  Dartmouth  fumbled.  Springfield  punted,  and  Dart- 
mouth had  the  ball  on  her  own  28  yard  line.  Bullock  made 
25  yards  around  the  end,  and  Dillon  12  more  through  the 
line.  The  visitors  then  gained  possession  of  the  ball  on 
downs,  but  after  trying  in  vain  to  rush  it,  punted.  Dart- 
mouth now  rushed  the  ball  steadily  down  the  field  to  Spring- 
field's 27  yard  line,  where  time  was  called. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Springfield. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Wolworth 

Frost 1.  tackle  r Draper 

Smith,  R.  B. 

Gilman 1.  guard  r Bugbee 

Smith,  A.  K center McLaren 

Clough    r.  guard  1 Clark 

Gage 

Place r.  tackle  1 Hamlin 

Farmer    r.  end  1 Berry 

Lillard 

Witham    quarter , Gray 

Patteson   1.  half-back  r Abbott 

Dillon 

Foster r.  half-back  1 Elliott 

Brown    full-back Carley 


94  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Score,  Dartmouth  11,  Springfield  T.  S.  0.  Touchdowns, 
Brown,  Farmer.  Eeferee,  Foster  of  Amherst.  Umpire,  Bar- 
ton of  Dartmouth.  Time,  25  minute  halves. 


DARTMOUTH  6,  HARVARD  16. 

"Harvard  found  a  Tartar  in  the  team  from  Hanover  yes- 
terday afternoon,  and  it  was  only  toward  the  end  of  the  sec- 
ond half,  and  after  the  Crimson  rooters  had  been  turned  pale 
with  fright,  that  Harvard  won  out  by  the  score  of  16  to  6. 
For  what  seemed  at  least  an  hour  visions  of  defeat  at  the 
hands  of  a  minor  college  floated  before  the  minds  of  the  im- 
mense crowd  of  Harvard  spectators  who  had  turned  out  to 
see  the  last  game  of  'varsity  football  on  Soldiers'  Field  this 
season.  They  had  expected  better  things  of  the  Harvard 
eleven  in  its  last  home  game,  and  as  there  can  be  but  little 
doubt  that  the  team  played  to  its  limit — because  it  had  to  in 
order  to  win,  if  for  no  other  reason — the  prospects  for  next 
Saturday's  game  are  far  from  encouraging. 

"Although  Dartmouth  came  out  of  the  first  half  with  the 
score  5  to  0  against  her  it  was  fair  to  say  that  she  had  played 
Harvard  on  even  terms,  and  for  a  good  part  of  the  second 
half  Harvard  was  clearly  outplayed. 

"When  Dartmouth's  touchdown  and  goal  put  her  in  the 
lead,  with  the  half  rapidly  drawing  to  a  close,  it  seemed  al- 
most impossible  for  Harvard  to  win  out.  The  band  and 
the  section  of  rooters  went  mad,  and  the  whole  south  side  of 
the  field  joined  in  such  cheering  and  singing  as  has  not  been 
heard  on  Soldiers'  Field  since  last  November. 

"Then  it  was  that  the  Harvard  team  showed  the  one  bit 
of  spirit  from  which  it  is  possible  to  derive  a  speck  of  com- 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  95 

fort.  With  the  odds"  (sic)  "clearly  against  them  they  rallied 
nobly  and  pushed  the  New  Hampshire  team  back  and  down 
the  field  until  Knowlton  was  finally  shoved  over  the  line. 
Even  then  Harvard's  supporters  were  not  certain  of  the  re- 
sult, for  it  was  getting  dark,  and  Dartmouth  by  another 
touchdown  could  easily  win  out. 

"It  had  been  an  anxious  half  hour  for  every  Harvard  sym- 
phathizer  on  the  field,  and  not  until  the  whistle  ended  the 
game  did  they  begin  to  breathe  easily." 

The  above  account,  taken  from  the  Boston  Herald  of  No- 
vember  16th,  tells  in  brief  the  story  of  the  most  exciting 
game  ever  played  between  the  Green  and  the  Crimson. 

As  will  be  clearly  seen  when  the  whole  story  of  the  contest 
has  been  told,  the  final  score  gives  far  from  a  correct  im- 
pression as  to  the  relative  strength  of  the  two  elevens.  After 
all  has  been  said  the  fact  remains  that  Harvard's  last  two 
touchdowns  were  scored  under  cover  of  intense  darkness.  It 
was  no  longer  a  question  of  football  skill,  but  of  which  side 
had  the  ball;  the  obscurity  did  the  rest.  And  while  we  are 
discussing  this  question,  those  of  us  who  saw  this  game  will 
never  be  convinced  that  the  second  half  was  not  six  minutes 
too  long.  The  time  keeper  is  a  fair  man,  and  nothing  is  fur- 
ther from  our  intention  than  to  accuse  him  of  dishonesty, 
but  dozens  of  Dartmouth  men,  who  were  themselves  keeping 
accurate  account  of  time,  are  positive  that  he  made  a  big 
mistake  in  his  reckoning,  and  that  had  the  half  ended  when 
it  should,  the  score  would  have  stood  6  to  5  in  our  favor. 

However,  everyone  admitted  that  Harvard  was  outplayed, 
and  thoroughly  deserved  to  lose  the  game.  To  begin  with, 
Harvard  outweighed  the  wearers  of  the  Green  11  pounds  per 
man  in  the  line,  and  seven  pounds  per  man  back  of  it;  five  of 
her  players  were  members  of  "Dave"  Campbell's  powerful 
eleven,  and  four  of  them  were  of  the  1901  "All  America." 


96  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

On  the  other  hand,  Dartmouth  was  not  at  her  best. 
Knibbs  was  still  out  of  the  game,  and  Patteson  had  not  re- 
covered his  full  strength.  The  offense  of  the  eleven  left 
nothing  to  be  desired,  but  the  defense  was  far  from  being  as 
strong  as  it  was  just  one  week  later,  when  Dartmouth  met 
Brown.  The  fumbling,  too,  was  an  important  factor  in  the 
game.  The  Boston  correspondent  of  the  Chicago  Tribune, 
in  his  account  of  the  game,  writes:  "Fumbling  was  costly  for 
Dartmouth,  as  it  was  the  general  opinion  after  the  game  that 
Dartmouth  would  have  won  had  it  not  lost  the  ball  so  often 
by  slippery  work."  Had  the  Hanover  team  played  as  good 
football  on  the  15th  as  it  did  on  the  22d,  Harvard  would 
never  have  won. 

It  was  an  ideal  day  for  a  football  game,  and  a  vast  crowd  of 
15,000  spectators  turned  out  to  see  the  last  game  to  be  played 
on  Soldiers'  Field.  Fifteen  hundred  Harvard  undergrad- 
uates were  bunched  up  under  the  various  cheermasters  and 
sang  and  cheered,  before  the  game  to  practice  for  the  22d, 
and  during  the  game  to  encourage  their  team  to  stave  off  the 
defeat  which  stared  them  in  the  face.  Gathered  in  the  south 
grand  stand  were  some  two  hundred  and  fifty  loyal  Dart- 
mouth men,  who  yelled  and  cheered  as  only  Dartmouth  men 
can  cheer. 

Promptly  at  2:30  the  game  began.  Harvard  had  won  the 
toss  and  was  defending  the  west  goal.  Oilman's  kick-off 
went  to  Putnam  on  the  five  yard  line,  and  through  good  in- 
terference by  Harvard,  and  the  same  feeble  tackling  in  the 
open  field  which  marred  the  work  of  the  Hanover  eleven  all 
through  the  season,  he  ran  the  ball  in  to  Dartmouth's  42 
yard  line.  On  the  very  next  play  Mills  broke  through  for  33 
yards,  and  it  was  only  nine  yards  from  the  line.  Two 
plunges  netted  six  yards,  and  the  spectators  were  sure  that 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  97 

the  game  was  going  to  be  a  romp  for  the  Cambridge  eleven. 
Just  here,  however,  the  unexpected  happened.  Graydon 
dropped  the  ball  on  the  next  attempt,  and  Farmer  was  upon 
it  like  a  flash.  It  was  now  that  Dartmouth,  lined  up  with 
her  backs  standing  on  their  own  goal  line,  showed  of  what 
stuff  she  was  made.  With  lightning-like  speed,  she  shot  her 
backs  through  the  Crimson  line.  Play  after  play  netted 
gains  of  four  yards,  and  two  charges  always  brought  a  first 
down.  Captain  Place  and  "Bill"  Clough  would  toss  aside  the 
410  pounds  of  brawn  opposed  to  them,  and  a  swift  jump  by 
Foster  or  a  fast  plunge  by  Dillon  would  do  the  business. 
Sixty-seven  yards,  straight  down  the  field,  the  ball  was  car- 
ried, until  on  the  Crimson's  38  yard  line  occurred  the  first  of 
a  series  of  disastrous  fumbles,  which  gave  the  ball  to  Har- 
vard. "But  for  which  accident,"  says  the  Boston  Herald, 
"there  is  no  reason  to  believe  she  would  not  have  kept  on  and 
scored." 

From  this  point,  despite  Dartmouth's  stubborn  resistance, 
the  ball  was  slowly  forced  down  the  field,  Mills  and  Graydon 
doing  all  of  the  work,  as  the  others  had  difficulty  in  advanc- 
ing the  spheroid.  The  last  23  yards  took  Harvard  nine  plays. 
Graydon  carried  the  ball  on  the  final  plunge,  and  Barnard 
missed  the  goal.  Score,  Harvard  5. 

Gilman's  kick-off  was  caught,  on  the  35  yard  line,  by  Bar- 
nard, who  was  downed  in  his  tracks.  Harvard  now,  by  means 
of  tackle-back  formations,  rushed  the  ball  some  30  yards, 
requiring  no  less  than  14  plays  to  make  this  distance.  This 
progress,  accomplished  by  sheer  weight,  was  too  slow  to  suit 
the  Harvard  captain,  and  he  attempted  to  circle  Bullock's 
end,  but  was  thrown  for  a  three  yard  loss  by  the  watchful 
"Mat."  Somewhat  surprised,  Kernan  called  for  Putnam  to 
make  up  the  loss  around  Farmer.  But  "Dubsy"  was  ready 


98  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

and  spilled  the  runner  some  yards  behind  the  line.  Realizing 
the  hopelessness  of  further  progress,  and  fearful  of  what 
might  happen  if  Dartmouth  secured  the  hall,  Captain  Ker- 
nan  took  advantage  of  the  "20  yard  retreat"  rule  and  made 
it  first  down  on  Harvard's  47  yard  line.  Twenty-throe  yards 
they  rushed  it,  hut  Dartmouth  took  away  the  ball  on  downs. 
From  the  Green's  40  yard  line  to  Harvard's  50  yard  line  the 
ball  was  carried  by  Foster  and  Dillon.  Time  was  about  up, 
so  "Witham  tried  a  short  kick,  which  gave  the  ball  to  his  own 
men  on  the  Crimson's  45  yard  line,  where  time  was  called. 

At  the  beginning  of  the  second  half  the  Hanover  eleven 
started  off  with  a  rush  and  simply  overwhelmed  Harvard  by 
the  rapidity  and  fierceness  of  their  attack.  The  ball  went  to 
Dillon  on  the  kick-off  and  by  wonderful  speed,  dodging  and 
hurdling,  he  duplicated  Putnam's  run,  passing  the  whole 
Harvard  team  with  the  exception  of  Daly,  who  downed  him 
on  the  Crimson's  48  yard  line.  Harvard  was  set  back  10 
yards  for  off-side  play,  Foster  made  two  yards,  Dillon  cleared 
the  end  for  eight  more,  and  Foster  broke  through  Shea  for 
20.  Dillon  lost  a  yard,  but  Foster  made  it  first  down  on  the 
three  yard  line.  Both  bodies  of  rooters  were  cheering  madly, 
and  the  next  instant  pandemonium  broke  loose  among  Dart- 
mouth's supporters  as  Amos  Foster,  rising  high  into  the  air, 
shot  forward  and  fell  over  the  line.  There  was  breathless 
silence  for  a  moment  while  Jimmy  Vaughan  stood,  quietly 
instructing  Myron  Witham  how  to  tilt  the  ball.  Then,  de- 
liberately, the  ball  was  set  down  and  a  perfect  kick  put  Dart- 
mouth in  the  lead,  6  to  5. 

The  joy  of  the  Dartmouth  rooters  knew  no  bounds;  the 
substitutes,  led  by  "Muggsy"  McGrath,  were  turning  cart- 
wheels and  double  rolls  on  the  side  lines.  On  the  other  side, 
the  Harvard  men  were  yelling  harder  than  they  had  yelled 
since  November  23d,  1901. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  99 

The  kick-off  went  to  Vaughan  on  the  five  yard  line,  and  by 
pretty  running  and  good  interference  he  recovered  30  yards. 
A  few  short  gains,  and  Vaughan  broke  through  the  line  for 
30  yards  more.  Still  the  ball  moved.  Harvard  could  not 
stop  the  charges  of  the  fast  Dartmouth  backs.  The  goal  line 
was  only  25  yards  away,  and  another  touchdown,  making  it 
12  to  o,  was  imminent,  and  there  were  but  ten  minutes  to 
play.  But  another  fatal  fumble  occurred,  and  although 
Dartmouth  kept  the  ball,  it  was  third  down,  and  four  and 
one-half  yards  to  gain.  The  old  Harvard  tackle,  Frank  Ma- 
son, in  writing  of  this  incident  to  the  Boston  Herald,  just 
two  days  after  the  game,  said  that  had  the  Dartmouth  quar- 
ter-back duplicated  Captain  Kernan's  20  yard  retreat,  no 
power  on  earth  could  have  saved  the  Crimson  team  from  de- 
feat. But  four  and  one-half  yards  looked  small  to  Myron, 
after  the  six  and  ten  yard  gains  which  the  team  had  been 
making.  So  the  attempt  was  made,  but  failed  to  quite  make 
the  distance.  It  was  Harvard's  ball,  for  the  first  time  in  this 
half,  upon  her  own  24  yard  line.  Time  was  nearly  up,  as 
everyone  but  the  timekeeper  thought,  and  Captain  Kernan 
did  not  dare  to  rush  the  ball.  His  only  hope  was  to  punt, 
trusting  to  a  fumble  on  the  part  of  the  Dartmouth  backs. 
Patteson  took  Dillon's  place  in  the  back  field,  and  Kernan 
sent  a  wonderful  punt  over  the  Hanover  man's  head.  "Pat" 
recovered  the  ball  on  the  25  yard  line,  but  Harvard  had  made 
60  yards  by  the  kick.  Dartmouth  made  two  attempts,  but 
did  not  make  her  distance,  and  Witham,  fearing  that  Har- 
vard should  gain  the  ball  on  downs,  punted.  The  kick  was  a 
poor  one,  and  went  outside  at  the  53  yard  line.  Hurley  took 
the  place  of  the  tired  Putnam.  It  was  now  that  Harvard  did 
her  best  playing  of  the  day.  Graydon  and  Knowlton  alter- 
nated carrying  the  ball,  in  plays  aimed  for  the  most  part  at 


100  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Frost.  The  Hanover  man  stood  the  battering  well,  and  it 
took  all  the  weight  and  strength  of  the  Harvard  team  to 
squeeze  out  first  down  when  it  was  needed.  Fifteen  plays 
and  a  gift  of  15  yards  by  the  officials  brought  the  ball  to  the 
two  yard  line.  And  there,  amid  the  darkness  which  now  en- 
veloped the  field,  Knowlton  shot  over  the  line  for  the  Crim- 
son's second  touchdown,  and  the  Harvard  rooters  went  into 
ecstasies  of  joy.  No  championship  victory  over  a  powerful 
Yale  team  ever  gave  the  Cambridge  men  any  more  pleasure 
than  this  touchdown,  scored  upon  the  men  from  the  little 
college  in  the  Xew  Hampshire  wilderness. 

It  was  now  so  dark  that  one  could  not  see  his  hand  before 
his  face,  yet  the  timekeeper  insisted  that  the  half  was  not 
up,  and  as  the  ball  would  go  to  Harvard  on  the  kick-off,  the 
Cambridge  men  were  anxious  to  continue. 

Knowlton  ran  the  kick-off  in  to  the  37  yard  line,  and  the 
wonder  is  that  he  did  not  go  free.  On  the  next  play  the 
Harvard  runner  crossed  the  side  line  and  ran  into  the  ropes 
on  the  side,  thinking  he  was  out  in  the  open  field.  The 
referee  lighted  a  match,  located  the  side  line,  and  with  the 
aid  of  a  lantern  piloted  the  two  teams  back  upon  the  grid- 
iron. On  the  next  play  Herr  threw  Kernan  for  a  loss,  Lillard 
downed  Gray  don  and  Brown  tackled  Hurley,  but  to  their 
great  dismay,  it  was  Mills  who  was  carrying  the  ball.  He  was 
downed  by  Patteson  on  the  42  yard  line.  Meanwhile  three 
minutes'  time  was  taken  out  until  the  officials,  who  were 
scouring  the  field  in  search  of  the  ball,  could  arrive.  Play  was 
resumed,  and  Kernan,  behind  the  perfect  interference  of  old 
Mother  Xight,  ran  42  yards  for  a  touchdown.  Daly  kicked 
goal,  and  the  score  stood  Harvard  16,  Dartmouth  6. 

There  was  another  kick-off,  and  after  Harvard  had  run 
back  the  ball  some  20  yards,  a  punt  sent  it  to  Dartmouth  on 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  101 

her  own.  25  yard  line,  where  time  was  called.  The  playing 
during  the  last  10  minutes  had  been  farcical.  It  resembled 
blind  man's  buff  about  as  much  as  football,  yet  one  Boston 
paper,  unable  to  find  anything  else  to  praise,  from  a  Har- 
vard point  of  view,  spoke  of  the  way  in  which  "Kernan,  after 
his  old  fashion,  squeezed  between  left  tackle  and  end,  and 
by  wonderful  dodging  and  clever  work"  (sic)  "pulled  himself 
along"  (he  must  have  had  a  tremendous  drag)  "for  43  yards 
and  another  touchdown." 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Harvard. 

Bullock 1.  end  r Bowditch 

Herr 

Frost .1.  tackle  r Knowlton 

Oilman    1.  guard  r Whitwell 

Smith    center Sugden 

Force 

Clough r.  guard  1 Barnard 

Gage 

Place   r.  tackle  1 Shea 

Farmer r.  end  1 Mills 

Lillard 

Witham quarter Daly 

Dillon    1.  half-back  r Putnam 

Patteson  Hurley 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Kernan 

Grover  Stillman 

Foster full-back Graydon 

Brown 

Score,  Harvard  16,  Dartmouth  6.  Touchdowns,  Graydon, 
Foster,  Knowlton,  Kernan.  Eeferee,  L.  F.  Deland.  Um- 
pire, F.  E.  Jennings.  Time,  25  minute  halves. 


102  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

One  Boston  paper  spoke  of  the  fact  that  Harvard  was 
"weakened  by  the  absence  of  the  two  Marshalls."  "Zeus" 
Marshall,  an  old  Dartmouth  alumnus,  and  a  wearer  of  the 
"D,"  would  hardly  be  willing  to  play  against  his  own  alma 
mater,  and  when  one  remembers  the  wretched  back-field 
work  of  Carl  Marshall  in  the  Yale  game  and  thinks  how  often 
the  beautiful  tackling  of  Daly  stopped  the  Dartmouth  backs 
when  they  had  passed  everyone  else,  one  can  not  help  re- 
gretting that  the  regular  Harvard  quarter-back  was  not  in 
his  usual  place. 

Boston  Globe — "The  offense  of  the  Dartmouth  backs  was 
little  short  of  marvelous.  The  three  men  were  all  fast  as 
sprinters,  and  they  struck  the  line  as  one  man.  It  is  doubt- 
ful if  there  is  another  such  back  field  playing  football  today. 
And  this  characteristic  of  fight,  speed  and  dash  ran  through 
the  line  and  ends  as  well.  The  Dartmouth  line  got  the  better 
of  Harvard  in  almost  every  play.  The  boys  from  Xew 
Hampshire  got  into  the  play  with  their  bodies  while  Harvard 
men  used  their  hands.  Farmer  and  Bullock,  at  Dartmouth's 
ends,  stopped  every  play  that  came  their  way,  and  it  was  not 
until  their  substitutes  had  been  put  in  that  Harvard  was 
able  to  gain  around  the  ends." 

Boston  Herald — "Nothing  can  show  any  more  clearly  the 
effect  of  Dartmouth's  mode  of  attack  than  the  fact  that 
Dartmouth  gained  by  straight  rushing  over  225  yards  during 
the  game,  besides  60  yards  gained  by  running  in  kicks.  Dart- 
mouth did  not  spring  any  tricks,  and  she  did  not  have  to. 
Straight-away  football,  with  nothing  besides  the  regular  old- 
fashioned  formation  used  for  the  greater  part  of  the  time, 
was  sufficient  to  push  the  Harvard  line  back  steadily  and  con- 
sistently. The  Dartmouth  backs  went  at  the  line  hard  and 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  103 

fast,  and  almost  every  time  were  through  for  a  good  gain 
before  the  Harvard  linemen  had  begun  to  charge.  They 
hammered  the  left  of  the  Harvard  line  for  the  greater  part  of 
the  time,  but  were  able  to  gain  at  almost  every  point  in  the 
line,  and  occasionally  round  the  ends.  Dartmouth's  offense 
was  probably  the  fastest  ever  seen  on  Soldiers'  Field,  as  the 
Harvard  men  did  not  have  time  to  think  where  the  next  play 
would  be  directed  before  the  line  was  smashed  again,  and  in- 
variably for  a  telling  gain.  Dartmouth's  signals  were  given 
quickly,  and  the  players  seemed  anxious  to  drive  Harvard  off 
the  gridiron,  so  fierce  was  their  attack.  In  her  strong  offense 
Dartmouth  found  her  best  defense,  but  even  when  Harvard 
had  the  ball  Dartmouth  showed  herself  remarkably  strong. 
She  held  Harvard  for  downs  and  also  forced  Captain  Kernan 
to  lose  20  yards  rather  than  surrender  the  ball,  and  at  all 
times  put  up  a  stubborn  barrier  to  Harvard's  formation 
plays.'' 

Chicago  Eecord-Herald's  Boston  correspondent — "Dart- 
mouth's magnificent  offense  and  Harvard's  powerless  defense 
were  the  features  of  the  game.  McCornack,  the  old  Engle- 
wood  High  School  player,  later  of  Dartmouth,  had  imbued 
his  charges  with  a  fierce  determination  which  proved  irre- 
sistible against  the  slow,  beefy  line  of  the  Crimson.  Dart- 
mouth overwhelmed  Harvard  at  the  beginning  of  the  second 
half,  and  tore  and  plowed  through  the  Harvard  line  with  des- 
perate fury.  The  Crimson  line  seemed  like  paper.  Dillon 
got  tfee  ball  on  the  kick-off  and  cleared  every  man  but  Daly 
in  the  back  field.  On  the  next  play  the  Crimson  goal  was 
threatened  again,  but  Daly  a  second  time  saved  a  touchdown. 
A  few  straight  bucks  gave  Dartmouth  a  touchdown  after  four 
minutes  of  play,  Foster  carrying  the  ball  for  the  final  plunge. 
Vaughan  kicked  a  difficult  goal.  Soon  after  the  next  kick-off 


104  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Vaughan  ran  through  the  entire  Crimson  team  with  the  ex- 
ception of  the  reliable  Daly,  who  brought  him  down  on  Har- 
vard's 40  yard  line." 

Chicago  Tribune's  Boston  correspondent — "Then  came  the 
surprise  of  the  year.  Dartmouth,  with  lightning-like  ra- 
pidity, shot  its  offense  time  and  again  into  the  Harvard  line, 
and  down  the  field  went  the  two  teams,  Dartmouth  rarely  re- 
quiring more  than  two  downs  to  get  its  distance.  At  the  25 
yard  line  a  fumble  took  place  and  Harvard  got  the  ball. 
Once  more  a  steady  progress  was  made  by  the  wearers  of  the 
crimson,  and  finally,  by  dint  of  terrific  shoving  and  pushing, 
Knowlton  shot  over  the  line  for  the  first  touchdown.  Bar- 
nard's trial  for  goal  was  a  dismal  failure.  Harvard  5,  Dart- 
mouth 0.  Dartmouth  immediately  began  to  show  fight  again. 
and  its  tackling  was  low  and  hard.  Harvard  wa<  balked  re- 
peatedly. Its  heavy  weights  were  pulled  and  hauled  about  at 
will  by  the  Green  and  AVhite  men.  The  fighting  for  the  re- 
mainder of  the  period  was  in  Harvard's  territory,  time  being 
called  with  the  ball  on  Harvard's  45  yard  line.  The  second 
half  opened  with  a  long  run  by  Dillon,  Dartmouth's  left  half, 
who  cleared  the  Harvard  bunch  only  to  be  downed  on 
Harvard's  35  yard  line  by  Daly.  Three  times  in 
succession  did  the  losers'  backs  break  through  with 
a  clear  field  except  for  Daly,  who,  by  marvelous 
tackling,  succeeded  in  delaying  the  score.  Dart- 
mouth's rooters  finally  called  upon  the  team  to  score,  and  in 
less  than  three  minutes  Foster  took  the  pigskin  across  the 
line  for  a  touchdown.  The  score  was  now  tied  and  every 
rooter  held  his  breath  until  Jimmy  Vaughan,  with  a  deft 
kick,  made  a  goal,  and  Dartmouth  had  the  lead,  6  to  5.  De- 
feat stared  Captain  Kernan  in  the  face  and  he  immediately 
started  to  rally  his  men.  This  did  not  have  much  effect,  how- 


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FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  105 

ever,  as  Dartmouth  ran  the  Crimson  down  to  its  own  25  yard 
line,  where  a  fumble  stopped  the  progress  of  the  visitors. 
The  features  of  the  game  were  the  offensive  tactics  and 
vicious  tackling  of  the  visitors,  Harvard's  poor  team  work  in 
the  last  half,  and  the  tackling  of  Daly.  Daly,  Kernan,  Mills, 
Graydon  and  Bowditch  put  up  a  fair  game  for  the  winners, 
while  Yaughan,  Frost,  Farmer,  Bullock,  Place,  Dillon,  Foster 
and  Patteson  played  well  for  Dartmouth." 


DARTMOUTH  12,  BROWN  6. 

It  was  a  gala  day  in  the  history  of  Manchester.  Never  be- 
fore had  the  city  seen  anything  quite  like  it.  It  had  enter- 
tained crowds  before,  crowds  as  great,  crowds  far  noisier;  but 
never  had  it  beheld  just  such  a  crowd  as  this. 

The  city  was  football  mad.  From  the  tops  of  buildings 
hung  great  festoons  of  green  and  brown  bunting.  Not  a 
store,  not  a  shop  was  to  be  seen  whose  windows  were  not 
decorated  with  flags  bearing  B's  and  D's.  Nine  persons  out 
of  every  fifteen  whom  one  met  wore  green,  and  three  of  the 
remainder  wore  brown.  Every  hour  there  entered  the  city  a 
train  which  poured  out  its  hundreds  of  football  enthusiasts. 
A  thousand  men  from  Providence  were  early  on  the  scene. 
They  were  seen  and  heard  on  every  hand. 

"Oh,  we  didn't  do  a  thing  to  Pennsylvania, 
No,  we  didn't  do  a  thing  to  Pennsylvania, 
No,  not  a  single  thing  to  Pennsylvania, 
To  the  boys  from  Philadelphia." 

"Oh,  we  didn't  do  a  thing  to  old  Columbia, 
No,  we  didn't  do  a  thing  to  old  Columbia, 
No,  not  a  single  thing  to  old  Columbia, 
To  the  bovs  from  New  York  Town." 


10(5  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"Oh,  we  won't  do  a  thing  to  old  Dartmouth, 
Xo,  we  won't  do  a  thing  to  old  Dartmouth, 
Xo,  not  a  single  thing  to  old  Dartmouth, 
To  the  boys  from  Hanover." 

Their  song  told  of  their  feelings;  no  doubt,  no  question  in 
their  minds;  it  was  all  settled,  the  game  was  won.  Last  year 
they  had  had  their  worst  team  in  eight  seasons,  while  Dart- 
mouth's eleven  was  one  of  the  best  in  her  history.  This  year 
it  was  very  different.  Their  team  had  outplayed  Yale  for 
half  of  a  game,  and  held  her  to  a  single  touchdown  in  the 
other  half;  Harvard  had  been  held  to  six  points,  and  the 
once  mighty  Pennsylvania  had  been  humbled  to  the  tune  of 
15  to  6.  Forty-five  points  had  been  rolled  up  on  Tufts,  La- 
fayette had  been  tied,  in  the  poorest  game  of  the  season,  and 
the  proud  Columbia  had  been  smothered,  28  to  0.  Yet  these 
games  were  only  preliminary  to  the  game  of  the  season,  the 
contest  for  which  they  had  been  waiting  since  Xovember 
28th,  1901;  for  to-day  was  to  bring  sweet  salve  for  the  smart- 
ing wound  now  nearly  a  year  old,  a  salve  all  the  sweeter  be- 
cause delayed  so  long;  and  its  name  was — Revenge. 

It  is  noon,  and  the  streets  of  Manchester  are  thronged, 
with  people.  Football,  football,  nothing  but  football,  is 
heard  on  every  hand.  "Barry  is  the  man  who  will  make  the 
runs."  "Mac  knows  this."  "Sheehan's  knee  is  not  quite — 
"Billy  may  go  in—''  "Joe  Oilman  says  12  to  0—"  "Either 
Baker  or  Hamilton — ''  Such  are  the  scraps  of  conversation 
which  greet  the  ears  of  a  passer  by. 

Suddenly  round  the  corner,  swinging  into  Elm  street, 
comes  the  head  of  a  procession.  Seven  hundred  men  in  line 
are  marching  onward,  four  abreast.  Xo  song,  no  yell,  comes 
from  them  to  tell  us  who  they  are,  but  the  ribbons  and  flags 
leave  no  doubt  in  our  minds.  Besides,  we  know  them,  every 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  107 

one.  The  special  train  from  Hanover  has  come,  and  with  it 
all  Dartmouth  College.  But  who  are  these  that  follow  so 
closely  in  carriages?  Surely,  they,  too,  look  familiar.  Yes, 
who  could  mistake  that  kindly  smile,  or  fail  to  recognize 
yon  beard  of  pronounced  hue,  or  miss  that  dear  old  wrinkled 
face?  The  faculty  have  caught  the  fever,  and,  loyal  Dart- 
mouth men  that  they  are,  have  chartered  a  special  car  and 
are  here.  Hanover  will  be  dead  indeed  to-day. 

And  now  there  remains  but-  80  minutes  before  game  time, 
and  the  great  throngs  surge  toward  the  cars.  Every  cab, 
every  'bus,  every  car  that  is  available  is  loaded  to  its  utmost 
capacity.  It  is  half  an  hour  after  our  arrival  at  Varick  Park 
that  we  finally  force  our  way  in,  and  pause  a  moment  to  sur- 
vey the  scene.  All  around  the  gridiron,  with  the  exception 
of  a  small  gateway  at  the  west  end  and  a  space  of  sixty  yards 
at  the  north,  stretches  the  great  stand,  needing  only  a  few 
more  seats  to  make  the  whole  an  amphitheatre.  On  the  east 
side  of  the  field,  nine  tiers  high,  surmounted  by  a  big  brown 
banner,  cheering  and  singing,  sit  three  thousand  loyal  sup- 
porters of  the  eleven  from  Providence.  At  the  ends  of  the 
field  are  gathered  three  thousand  people,  some  wearing 
brown,  others  green;  while  in  the  main  grand  stand,  stretch- 
ing with  its  twenty  tiers  of  seats  for  a  hundred  and  twenty 
yards  on  the  west,  sit  six  thousand  enthusiastic  backers  of 
the  boys  from  Xew  Hampshire.  For  every  yell  for  Dart- 
mouth there  comes  back  across  from  the  east  an  answering 
cheer  for  Brown,  and  song  is  responded  to  by  song.  It  is 
1:47;  and  there  is  a  momentary  lull  in  the  cheering.  In  the 
small  gateway  at  the  break  in  the  stands  there  is  a  little  com- 
motion, when  suddenly  the  gate  is  thrown  open  and  21  sturdy 
Rhode  Islanders,  headed  by  Captain  Barry  and  Coaches  Gam- 
mons and  Murphy,  emerge  from  the  opening  on  the  trot.  A 


108  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

great  roar  goes  up  as  the  east  side  rises  to  greet  its  cham- 
pions, and  back  from  the  west  like  an  echo  comes  Dart- 
mouth's welcome  to  her  gallant  foes: 

"Wah-who-wah ! 
Wah-who-wah ! 
Da-da-Dartmouth ! 
Wah-who-wah ! 

T-I-G-E-R! 
Brown!    Brown!    Brown!  !" 

Without  any  preliminaries  the  team  lines  up  to  run 
through  signal  practice.  We  Dartmouth  men  look  them  over 
curiously,  this  team  about  whom  we  have  heard  so  much. 
They  certainly  look  like  a  first  class  'varsity  eleven,  coached 
and  trained  to  the  hour,  from  whom  no  team  in  the  country 
could  be  dead  sure  of  winning.  More  eagerly  than  at  the 
others  we  strive  for  a  look  at  the  right  tackle;  his  name  is 
very  familiar.  There  he  is,  coming  towards  us: — why  surely 
he  is  the  same  old  Sheehan  who  was  Hapgood's  running  mate 
in  the  days  of  Murphy,  Melendy  arid  Chesboro,  even  before 
the  coming  of  Washburn  and  Whittemore.  Yes,  he  is  a  vet- 
eran, indeed.  And  this  is  the  team  which  has  trounced  Penn. 
and  Columbia,  and  almost  split  even  with  Harvard  and  Yale, 
the  team  for  whom  Captain  Barry  has  sworn  that  they  will 
win  this  game  or  be  carried  off  the  field  on  stretchers. 

Once  more  the  little  gate  swings  open  and  seven  thousand 
people  rise  to  their  feet  and  a  great  volume  of  sound  bursts 
forth  as  28  stalwart  sons  of  old  Dartmouth,  headed  by 
"Mac,"  "Bill"  Randall,  "Jack"  O'Connor,  "Jack"  Griffin, 
"Wife"  Jennings  and  "Tommy"  Thompson,  trot  out  upon 
the  field.  The  practice  begins  at  once,  and  the  eyes  of  the 
spectators  wander  curiously  from  one  team  to  the  other. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  109 

As  far  as  the  eye  can  judge,  they  are  certainly  well  matched, 
both  big  and  strong  and  fast.  This  is  going  to  be  a  battle 
royal,  or  we  are  no  judges  of  football. 

It  is  just  2  o'clock  when  Referee  Corbin  summons  Cap- 
tains Barry  and  Place  to  meet  him  in  the  middle  of  the  field. 
The  Dartmouth  man  calls,  and  wins,  and  the  Hanover  eleven 
is  spread  out  to  defend  the  south  goal.  Let  us  look  them 
over,  while  Lynch,  of  Brown,  is  teeing  the  ball.  Here  is  Joe 
Oilman,  slapping  his  great  sides  with  his  hands;  there  is 
"Jack"  Frost,  blowing  on  his  fingers,  yonder  is  "Mary''  Dil- 
lon, stamping  upon  the  ground.  What  is  the  matter?  Surely 
they  are  not  cold.  For  the  day  is  perfect,  for  the  spectators, 
and  hence  a  bit  too  warm  for  the  players.  No,  they  are  not 
cold,  but  they  are  all  on  edge.  For  two  months  they  have 
been  working,  striving,  thinking  of  nothing  else  but  this  mo- 
ment, and  lo!  the  moment  has  come: 

"Ready,  Dartmouth?"  "Ready,  Brown?"  "Play!" 
A  great  sigh  goes  up  from  the  spectators,  followed  by  a 
gasp  from  the  west  grand  stand,  as  "Dubsy"  Farmer  drops 
Brown's  kick-off.  Only  a  second's  delay,  however,  and  he  as 
off.  On  the  26  yard  line  he  is  nailed,  and  the  two  elevens 
face  each  other  for  the  first  time.  A  signal,  and  round  the 
end,  fast  and  hard,  comes  a  string  of  Dartmouth  men;  a  wild 
yell  goes  up  as  Jimmy  Vaughan  swings  loose  from  the  line 
and  eats  up  24  yards  before  he  is  downed.  A  short  halt  for 
Joe  Oilman,  who  has  been  injured,  then  Dartmouth  begins 
her  attack.  A  short  plunge  by  Dillon  and  two  dives  by  Fos- 
ter bring  first  down,  just  past  the  middle  of  the  field.  This 
progress  is  too  slow  to  suit  Witham,  who  calls  upon  Dillon  to 
circle  Schwinn's  end.  And  now  occurs  the  first  of  a  series 
of  turning  points.  For  either  through  a  poor  pass  by  Myron 
or  a  poor  catch  by  "Mary,"  the  latter  juggles  the  ball  badly, 


110  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

it  flies  out  of  his  hands  and  he  has  to  chase  it  back  12  yards, 
where  Crowell  drops  him  to  the  ground.  Meanwhile  Joe  Gil- 
man  has  been  kicked  in  the  head,  and  has  to  take  the  full 
time  limit  before  he  can  go  on.  Dartmouth's  next  attempt 
is  a  failure,  and  to  the  intense  joy  of  the  east  side  Witham 
falls  back  to  punt.  Over  the  heads  of  the  players  and  high 
into  the  air  shoots  the  ball,  falling  into  the  waiting  arms  of 
Barry,  Before  he  can  take  a  step,  however,  the  dangerous 
Brown  captain  is  thrown  in  his  tracks  by  the  Dartmouth 
ends,  who  thus  give  a  sample  of  the  style  of  play  they  are 
to  show  throughout  the  game.  Now,  to  the  extreme  joy  of 
its  supporters,  Brown  begins  a  series  of  those  assaults  which 
tore  up  the  sturdy  line  of  Yale,  and  played  havoc  with  old 
Penn.  Aiming  their  plays  at  Frost  and  Gilman,  who  has 
been  laid  out  twice  in  the  last  five  minutes,  the  Providence 
men  come  crashing  through.  Twelve  yards,  one  yard,  seven 
yards,  four  yards,  three  yards,  three  yards?, — thus  run  the 
gains.  After  every  other  play  poor  old  Joe  Gilman  is 
stretched  out  for  the  limit  of  time,  and  he  comes  up  very 
stiffly  and  slowly.  ("Fat"  Smith  is  authority  for  the  state- 
ment that  for  ten  minutes  from  the  time  when  Joe  was  first 
kicked  in  the  head  he  didn't  know  whether  he  was  playing 
football  or  mumblepeg.)  The  ball  is  in  the  middle  of  the 
field,  and  is  moving  steadily.  Two  more  short  charges  and 
then  Webb,  picking  up  the  ball,  which  has  been  dropped  by 
Shaw,  makes  13  yards,  unassisted,  through  the  whole  Dart- 
mouth team.  A  beautiful  dive  by  Vaughan  brings  him 
down.  Both  bodies  of  rooters  are  cheering  like  mad.  Smash, 
smash;  tavo  more  downs,  and  it  is  first  down  on  the  Green's 
27  yard  line.  Captain  Vic,  after  every  play,  rushes  along 
back  of  the  forwards,  slapping  each  man  and  exhorting  him 
to  stand  firm.  Myron  Witham' s  lips  are  moving,  and  we  can 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  Ill 

guess  that  he  is  wasting  no  words.  And  now  the  Hanover 
line  makes  its  first  great  stand.  An  attempt  by  Webb,  who 
has  been  doing  most  of  the  ground  gaining,  is  a  failure,  re- 
sulting in  a  gain  of  less  than  a  yard.  Barry  is  sent  at  Bul- 
lock's end,  but  the  reliable  "Mat"  nails  him  with  no  gain. 
With  the  ball  on  the  Green's  26  yard  line  and  four  yards  to 
gain,  Barry  strikes  Place,  and,  unable  to  gain  straight 
through,  slides  off  to  the  side  for  some  eight  yards.  A  great 
groan  is  heard  from  the  Dartmouth  stand,  for  the  play 
seemed  to  be  a  sure  failure  at  first.  Four  more  charges,  aver- 
aging three  yards  apiece,  and  it  is  first  down  on  the  six  yard 
line.  The  Hanover  boys  are  in  a  perfect  frenzy  of  despera- 
tion. Their  attitudes  are  eloquent  in  their  tenseness.  Webb 
is  swung  from  his  place  in  the  line  upon  Frost,  and  in  a  per- 
fect fury  the  Dartmouth  backs  hurl  themselves  to  the  sup- 
port of  their  lineman.  When  the  pile  is  disintegrated,  it  is 
seen  that  the  ball  has  advanced  barely  a  yard.  Euss,  the 
swift  180  pound  end,  is  brought  back  for  a  straight  plunge 
at  Gilman.  But  Joe  is  himself  again,  and  throwing  Cobb 
aside,  he  is  under  the  play.  Witham  and  Foster  rush  to  his 
assistance,  and  the  ball  is  still  four  yards  from  the  line. 
Now  Brown,  in  turn,  is  desperate,  and  the  whole  strength  of 
their  powerful  eleven  is  behind  Hamilton  in  a  last  frantic 
charge  at  Gilman.  But  there  is  not  brawn  and  skill  enough 
in  all  the  Providence  eleven  to  overcome  the  strength  and 
determination  of  Dartmouth.  When  the  heap  is  unpiled, 
Hamilton  is  found  at  the  bottom,  with  Gilman's  big  arms 
around  him,  and  the  ball  three  yards  from  the  line!  The 
second  turning  point  of  the  game  is  over  and  the  most  gal- 
lant stand  ever  made  by  a  Dartmouth  team  is  now  a  thing  of 
the  past.  And  here  there  follows  a  scene  indescribable.  In 
the  west  grand  stand  men  are  wildly  embracing  each  other, 


112  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

dancing,  yelling,  crying  out  incoherently,  choking  and  gasp- 
ing for  breath.  A  moment  of  rest  and  play  is  resumed.  And 
now  Myron  Witham  shows  his  good  head  and  his  nerve.  He 
has  seen  that  Brown  cannot  stop  Dartmouth's  offense;  had  it 
not  been  for  Dillon's  fumble,  the  ball  would  now  be  down 
near  Brown's  goal.  If  he  punts,  in  five  minutes  they  will  be 
back  here  again.  And  thus  it  is  that  Dartmouth,  lined  up  with 
its  backs  behind  their  own  goal  line,  begins  once  more  to  rush 
the  ball.  Foster  plunges  through  Sheehan  for  four  yards, 
Vaughan  adds  one,  Foster  makes  four  through  Cobb,  Dillon 
makes  first  down  through  Webb,  and  Foster  tears  through 
Sheehan  for  six  yards  more.  Brown  is  set  back  five  yards 
by  the  officials,  Vaughan  makes  four  and  Dillon  shoots  by 
Webb  for  eight.  A  short  gain  and  Vaughan  clears  Euss  for 
16  yards.  A  short  plunge,  and  Vaughan  is  hurt.  On  the 
next  play  Barry  is  through,  downing  Jimmy  for  a  loss,  and 
there  is  joy  in  the  Brown  camp  for  the  first  time  in  ten  min- 
utes. A  straight  buck  by  Foster  nets  four  yards,  and  it  is 
Brown's  ball  on  downs,  just  past  the  middle  of  the  field. 
Once  more  the  east  side  breaks  into  cheers  of  joy,  and 
anxiety  is  evident  in  the  Dartmouth  stand.  But  Bullock 
throws  Barry  for  no  gain,  and  Clough  stops  Lynch  at  the 
line.  Brown  tries  an  on-side  kick,  but  Witham  is  awake  and 
the  ball  is  ours  on  the  48  yard  line.  On  the  very  first  down 
the  umpire  sets  Dartmouth  back  ten  yards.  Second  down, 
and  fifteen  yards  to  go:  Vaughan  makes  five.  Third  down, 
and  ten  yards  to  go:  a  beautiful  run  by  Dillon  nets  16  yards 
and  a  first  down.  This  seems  to  put  new  life  into  Dart- 
mouth, for  in  ten  plays,  one  a  pretty  12  yard  run  by  Foster, 
they  plant  the  ball  on  Brown's  14  yard  line.  Russ  steals 
the  ball  once,  but  it  is  seen  by  the  officials.  A  charge  by 
Foster  brings  no  gain  and  Barry  throws  Vaughan  for  a  four 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  113 

yard  loss.  Third  down  and  nine  to  go.  It  is  too  close  to  the 
goal  line  to  lose,  and  rather  than  risk  another  end  run, 
Witham  takes  the  ball  back  to  the  34  yard  line  for  a  first 
down.  Brown  is  fighting  hard  and  it  takes  three  plays  to 
bring  a  first  down.  A  pretty  double  pass  gains  ten  yards, 
with  Farmer  carrying  the  ball.  Five  more  plays,  and  it  is 
first  down  only  six  yards  from  the  line.  Brown  is  desperate. 
Both  bodies  of  rooters  are  cheering  madly,  the  west  side  yell- 
ing, "Touchdown!  Touchdown!"  A  charge,  and  half  the 
Brown  team  are  off-side.  The  umpire  halves  the  distance,  and 
there  are  only  three  yards  to  go.  Another  charge,  and  again ' 
the  Providence  men  are  too  eager.  Dartmouth  gains  a  first 
down,  only  a  yard  and  a  half  from  the  line.  Dillon  is 
through  to  the  goal  line,  but  Euss  and  Barry  force  him  back. 
Once  more  Dillon  takes  the  ball,  Gilman  tosses  Cobb  aside, 
and  in  a  tenth  of  a  second  there  is  a  great  pile  of  green  and 
brown  on  the  goal  line  itself.  The  referee  works  his  way 
down,  throwing  off  man  after  man;  there  at  the  bottom  is 
Dillon,  still  clutching  the  ball,  which  lies  just  over  the  white 
line  that  marks  the  goal.  The  third  turning  point  of  the 
game  is  past.  The  game  has  been  won  and  lost.  When  it 
came  to  the  pinch  Dartmouth  was  strong  enough  to  hold 
Brown,  while  Brown  was  not  strong  enough  to  hold  Dart- 
mouth. 

It  takes  but  a  fraction  of  a  second  to  convey  the  news  to 
the  crowd,  and  as  the  west  side  realizes  what  has  happened, 
there  is  a  wild  rush  from  the  grand  stand.  For  a  moment 
pandemonium  reigns.  Professors  and  gray-haired  alumni, 
seniors,  freshmen  and  young  graduates  are  all  jumbled  to- 
gether in  the  space  between  the  grand  stand  and  the  ropes. 
All  are  leaping  into  the  air  for  joy,  yelling  like  mad,  and 
embracing  each  other  indiscriminately.  For  a  minute  there 


114  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

is  a  hush,  for  Myron  and  Jimmy  are  trying  a  difficult  goal, 
but  when  a  perfect  kick  sends  the  ball  squarely  over  the  bar, 
the  noise  bursts  forth  again,  culminating  in  rousing  yells  for 
Dillon,  Vaughan  and  the  whole  team.  Score,  Dartmouth  6. 
Time,  33  minutes,  10  seconds. 

The  teams  change  sides,  and  Lynch  sends  a  swift,  low  punt 
at  Oilman,  who  stands  on  the  35  yard  line.  It  strikes  Joe 
like  a  cannon  ball,  but  he  holds  it,  and  showing  good  speed, 
rushes  it  eight  yards  before  he  is  downed.  A  straight  plunge 
gains  three  yards,  then  Witham  tries  an  on-side  kick. 
Crowell  is  under  it,  however,  and  gains  10  yards  before  he  is 
downed.  Brown  tries  a  trick  play,  but  Dartmouth's  ends  are 
not  to  be  gainsaid,  and  Lynch  is  thrown  for  a  three  yard  loss. 
Standing  on  his  own  43  yard  line  Barry  sends  the  longest 
punt  of  the  game  bounding  over  Dillon's  head.  Dillon  picks 
it  up  on  Dartmouth's  one  yard  line  and  recovers  five  before 
being  downed.  But  the  whistle  sounds  and  the  first  half  is 
over.  Again  the  crowd  of  Dartmouth  rooters  flings  itself 
loose  and  holds  an  impromptu  jollification  and  reception  in 
front  of  the  stands.  The  Dartmouth  Band  alternates  with 
the  Naval  Band  of  Portsmouth,  which  is  playing  for  the  300 
Dartmouth  rooters  who  have  come  from  that  city  to  see  the 
game. 

"Open  up  a  hole,  let  Billy  Knibbs  through, 
Fifteen  yards  or  more  will  do, 
Brown,  we  won't  do  a  thing  to  you, 

Oh-oh-oh-oh  my! 

Vaughan  'round  the  end  for  ten  yards  more, 
Get  busy,  boys,  and  roll  up  the  score, 
Brown,  you're  going  to  be  quite  sore, 

"When  you  kiss  yourself  good  bye!" 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  115 

Everybody  on  our  side  of  the  field  is  happy,  except  that 
here  and  there  is  heard  the  whisper:  "Bemember  this  is  the 
way  we  had  Amherst." 

But  here  come  the  boys;  the  time  is  up,  and  amid  the  wild 
cheers  of  both  parties  Dartmouth  prepares  to  kick  off.  We 
notice  that  Patteson  has  gone  into  the  place  of  Dillon.  Joe 
Gilman  carefully  sets  up  the  spheroid,  and  as  the  whistle 
sounds  sends  it  sailing  away  down  the  field  to  Barry,  who 
stands  under  his  own  goal  posts.  The  swift  Brown  captain 
never  falters,  but  is  off  like  a  shot.  At  the  20  yard  line  he 
meets  the  first  Dartmouth  tacklers.  It  seems  as  though  he 
cannot  get  through,  yet  somehow  he  wriggles  free.  Ten 
yards  further,  and  a  Dartmouth  man  seizes  him;  but  a  kick 
and  a  plunge,  and  he  tears  on,  striking  another  group,  15 
yards  further,  where  brown  and  green  are  mingled  together; 
there  is  a  short  struggle,  and  then  out  from  the  bunch  shoots 
the  Brown  half-back,  only  to  fall  at  last  on  the  Green's  40 
yard  line,  brought  down  by  Witham  arid  Patteson.  This  suc- 
cess puts  Brown  right  upon  edge,  while  Dartmouth,  remem- 
bering the  stand  of  the  first  half,  and  confident  of  her  ability 
to  repeat  it,  is  not  quite  so  eager.  Webb  breaks  through  for 
four  yards,  and  then  for  a  yard  and  a  half.  Another  first 
down;  then  Dartmouth  almost  holds  Brown  for  downs.  Two 
more  charges  bring  a  first  down  on  the  13  yard  line;  then 
the  Dartmouth  line  takes  a  great  brace  and  holds  Euss  and 
Hamilton  to  half  a  yard  apiece.  With  third  down  and  four 
yards  to  go,  Captain  Barry  tries  Bullock's  end.  Mat  is  after 
him  like  a  flash,  almost  has  him,  but  slips  and  falls.  Away 
out  to  the  right  runs  Barry,  unable  to  cut  in  because  of  the 
Dartmouth  backs,  who  are  running  parallel,  finally  crossing 
the  side  line  just  seven  yards  from  the  goal.  It  is  first  down 
again,  and  the  third  turning  point  of  the  game  is  past.  For 


116  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

it  takes  but  three  plays  to  score  a  touchdown,  made  by  Lynch 
between  Frost  and  Gilman.  The  east  side  of  the  field  gives 
vent  to  wild  enthusiasm,  and  dances  and  tears  round  like 
mad,  while  back  from  the  west  rolls  a  great  confident  "Wah- 
who-wah!"  for  "the  whole  team."  Then  everyone  is  hushed 
for  a  moment,  while  Colter  aims  the  ball  for  a  difficult  goal. 
Straight  to  the  right  hand  post  sails  the  ball,  striking  it 
obliquely,  and  falling  just  over  the  crossbar.  Again  the  east 
grand  stand  tears  loose,  for  the  score  is  tied  and  the  ball  is 
going  to  Brown.  Coach  McCornack  turns  around  and  re- 
marks quietly  to  a  bystander  that  it  will  be  Dartmouth's 
game,  12  to  6. 

Joe  Gilman  tees  the  ball,  and  both  teams  prepare  to  strug- 
gle their  hardest  for  the  touchdown  which  shall  win  the 
game.  And  now  it  is  that  Dartmouth,  driven  by  necessity, 
shows  what  her  real  power  is.  For  not  once  in  the  rest  of 
the  game,  17  minutes  in  all,  does  Brown  gain  a  first  down. 

The  kick-off  goes  to  Lynch  on  the  very  goal  line  itself,  and 
he  tears  down  the  field,  throwing  off  man  after  man.  At  the 
38  yard  line  he  is  stopped,  however,  and  the  teams  face  each 
other  once  more.  Barry  tries  Bullock's  end,  but  is  thrown 
for  no  gain,  Euss  gains  but  half  a  yard,  and  the  Brown  cap- 
tain falls  back  to  punt.  The  Hanover  line  has  clinched  the 
game  in  these  two  stands.  But  now  comes  the  narrowest 
escape  of  all,  and  the  prettiest  exhibition  of  cool  nerve  and 
good  judgment  in  the  whole  game.  The  punt  is  low  and 
swift,  and  striking  the  ground  comes  toward  Patteson  on  the 
bounce.  Tearing  down  upon  him  like  a  herd  of  stampeded 
cattle,  not  five  feet  behind  the  ball,  come  six,  big,  brown-clad 
rushers.  An  instant's  hesitation,  the  slightest  error  in  judg- 
ment, a  poor  catch  of  the  bouncing  spheroid,  and  the  game  is 
lost.  But  "Pat"  never  flinches;  he  coolly  watches  for  the 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  117 

bounce,  then  leaps  to  meet  the  ball  and  falls  forward.  The 
next  instant  he  is  buried  beneath  four  tacklers.  A  great  yell 
goes  up  from  the  western  side,  for  it  is  Dartmouth's  ball  on 
her  own  43  yard  line,  and  out  toward  the  middle  of  the  field 
is  trotting  a  figure  familiar  to  Brown  and  Dartmouth  alike. 
Yes,  they  know  him;  on  the  east  side  there  is  commotion  and 
comment,  while  from  the  west  rings  out  a  great  yell: 

"Wah-who-wah! 
Wah-who-wah! 
Da-da-da-Dartmouth ! 
Wah-who-wah! 
T-I-G-E-K! 
Knibbs,  Knibbs,  Knibbs!" 

It  is  the  Green's  star  full-back,  who,  laid  up  with  a  broken 
rib,  has  not  been  in  the  line-up  since  the  Tufts  game.  He 
plays  now  with  a  great  leather  girdle  ten  inches  wide 
and  half  an  inch  thick  around  his  waist,  and  it 
winds  him  so  much  that  he  can  last  only  15  minutes  or  so. 
But  while  he  lasts  he  will  tear  things  up  a  little.  He  gets  a 
great  ovation  as  he  lines  up  in  the  place  of  Amos  Foster,  who 
is  given  warm  applause  as  he  slowly  limps  off  the  field,  for 
the  star  game  that  he  has  played.  And  now  of  the  backs 
who  began  the  game  only  the  sturdy  "Jimmy"  Vaughan  is 
left,  but  the  three  who  are  now  together  comprise  the  old 
"First  Triumvirate"  who  began  the  game  against  Brown  in 
1901.  The  whole  team  crowd  around  the  three,  shake 
hands,  and  swear  that  they  will  put  the  ball  over  the  line 
once  more.  And  thus  they  get  to  work.  Two  hurdles  by 
Knibbs  bring  first  down,  a  charge  by  Frost  gains  four,  and 
Yaughan  adds  a  like  amount.  Patteson  shoots  through  Shee- 
han  for  three  yards,  and  Knibbs  adds  four  by  a  hurdle  of  the 


118  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

center.  Vaughan  squirms  through  Sheehan  for  five  yards, 
and  Knibbs  clears  the  same  place  for  another  first  down. 
Poor  old  Sheehan,  veteran  of  five  teams,  is  slowly  weakening 
before  the  vigor  of  lanky  "Jack"  Frost.  Here,  to  add  to  the 
interest  of  the  game,  Euss,  up  to  his  old  trick,  steals  the 
ball,  and  goes  tearing  town  the  field  for  To  yards.  But  the 
referee  has  seen  the  whole  thing,  and  amid  the  groans  of  the 
Providence  rooters,  who  have  gone  mad  with  joy  a  moment 
before,  the  ball  is  brought  back  and  given  to  Dartmouth. 
Here,  however,  Brown's  defense  suddenly  stiffens,  three 
downs  gain  but  as  many  yards,  and  the  ball  is  given  over  to 
the  Providence  eleven.  Brown  tries  desperately  hard  to  get 
out  of  her  dangerous  position,  but  there  are  three  past  mas- 
ters in  the  art  of  defense  who  are  backing  up  the  line,  and 
three  plunges  by  Barry  result  in  the  surrender  of  the  ball  to 
the  Green  on  the  35  yard  line.  It  takes  two  hurdles  by  Knibbs 
and  a  dive  by  Vaughan  before  first  down  is  declared;  then 
Patteson  circles  right  end  for  nine  yards.  Three  plunges  by 
Knibbs  and  Vaughan  bring  six  yards,  and  once  more  the 
linesmen  take  up  their  poles  and  walk.  Poor  old  Sheehan, 
fighting  gamely  to  the  last,  has  been  tossed  around  almost  at 
will  by  Frost  J  or  the  last  few  plays,  and  at  last  limps  off, 
being  succeeded  by  Savage,  regular  tackle  on  the  1901  eleven. 
Frost  plows  through  his  new  antagonist  for  two  yards  and  a 
half,  and  a  pretty  hurdle  by  Knibbs  brings  first  down.  After 
every  play  some  one  is  stretched  out  upon  the  ground,  and 
every  jump  that  the  Green's  full-back  makes  costs  him  fear- 
ful punishment.  The  playing  is  furious  on  both  sides. 
Brown,  strong  and  desperate,  is  thinking  of  her  revenge,  and 
the  fruits  of  a  whole  season's  work  gone  for  nothing:  Dart- 
mouth, stronger  yet,  is  not  to  be  denied.  Another  plunge  by 
Knibbs  gains  two  yards,  but  leaves  him  stretched  upon  the 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  119 

ground  for  the  limit  of  time.  Vaughan  makes  two  yards 
through  Savage,  and  Knibbs  hurdles  for  a  first  down.  Now 
with  only  five  yards  to  go,  still  it  is  doubtful.  Frost  tosses 
Savage  aside,  and  Patteson  gains  two  yards.  Knibbs  is  called 
on  to  carry  the  ball,  and  rising  over  Gilman  and  Cobb  he  falls 
across  the  goal  line;  the  Dartmouth  rooters  half  rise  in 
their  places,  but  sink  back  again — Euss  and  Lynch  have 
dragged  him  back,  and  the  ball  is  still  two  yards  from  the 
line.  It  is  the  supreme  moment  of  the  game,  third  down, 
the  line  to  gain.  Witham  looks  around  at  his  backs,  then 
calls  them  up  and  whispers.  Once  more  Knibbs  takes  the 
ball  on  a  hurdle  between  Smith  and  Gilman.  He  is  met  in 
the  air  by  Euss  and  Barry,  but  his  team  mates  are  behind 
him,  and  the  mass,  after  a  momentary  check,  falls  in  a  heap 
just  over  the  line.  And  now  the  air  is  split  by  a  noise  such 
as  has  never  been  heard  in  Manchester  before.  The  celebra- 
tion over  the  first  touchdown  and  the  racket  that  the  Provi- 
dence men  made  a  few  moments  ago  compares  with  it  as  the 
cooing  of  a  zephyr  with  the  blast  of  a  tornado.  Every  man 
in  the  Dartmouth  Band  is  blowing  his  horn,  and  someone  is 
pounding  the  bass  drum  like  mad,  but  the  whole  effect  is  of 
a  dumb  show.  A  frantic  stampede  from  the  stands  fills  the 
entire  space  back  of  the  ropes;  hats  are  smashed,  canes  and 
umbrellas  are  broken  and  lost;  but  who  cares?  Which  one  of 
us  would  not  have  given  a  year  of  his  life  to  save  this  game 
for  Dartmouth?  With  difficulty  is  the  noise  hushed  while 
the  reliable  "Jimmy,"  with  his  usual  perfect  kick,  removes 
all  danger  of  a  defeat.  The  enthusiasm  breaks  out  again, 
and  the  great  crowd  counts,  Dartmouth  12. 

Knibbs  has  been  laid  out  ever  since  he  crossed  the  goal 
line,  but  now  limps  painfully  to  his  place  to  receive  Brown's 
kick-off.  And  now  Dartmouth's  condition  begins  to  tell,  and 


120  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

the  faithful  care  and  attention  of  Trainer  Bowler  begin  to 
bear  fruit.  For  Brown,  exhausted  by  the  fierce  playing  of 
the  last  few  minutes,  now  gives  way  rapidly  before  the  on- 
slaughts of  the  Green.  Yaughan  recovers  twelve  yards  on 
the  kick-off,  and  Patteson  skirts  Schwinn's  end  for  30  yavds: 
the  wonderful  speed  of  Captain  Barry  alone  prevents  a 
touchdown.  Chase  takes  Lynch's  place.  Yaughan  ploughs 
through  Webb  for  six  yards  and  Patteson  again  circles  the 
end,  this  time  for  16  yards.  Again  the  Dartmouth  rooters 
are  calling  for  a  touchdown,  for  there  remain  but  34  yards  to 
go.  On  the  next  play,  however,  the  umpire  sees  holding  in 
the  Dartmouth  line,  and  turns  the  ball  over  to  Brown.  There 
is  still  danger  of  a  tie,  for  it  is  growing  very  dark,  and  if  Bul- 
lock should  miss  the  swift  Brown  captain  in  the  gloom,  not 
even  Patteson  can  catch  him.  Brown  is  off-side  on  the  next 
play,  and  being  set  back  10  yards,  retreats  10  more  for  a  first 
down.  Hamilton  tries  the  line,  but  Dartmouth  holds  like  a 
stone  wall.  The  ball  is  passed  to  Barry,  but  he  has  not 
taken  two  strides  before  Bullock  strikes  him  on  one  side  and 
Farmer  on  the  other,  and  he  falls,  two  yards  behind  his  own 
rush-line.  A  punt  sends  the  ball  to  Patteson  on  the  45  yard 
line,  from  which  he  rushes  it  15  yards,  being  tackled  by 
Schwinn.  Meanwhile  Euss  has  tackled  the  ball,  and,  thanks 
to  the  darkness,  is  not  seen  by  the  officials.  Twice  more  does 
Barry  try  to  gain,  but  his  second  attempt  finds  him  still  be- 
hind his  own  line.  A  punt  sends  the  ball  to  Patteson.  and  in 
six  rushes,  two  by  each  back,  Dartmouth  carries  the  ball  46 
yards.  There  still  remain  some  eight  minutes  of  the  half, 
but  as  Brown  is  convinced  that  in  less  than  two  minutes  the 
score  will  be  18  to  6,  and  Dartmouth  is  satisfied  with  the 
game,  the  most  remarkable  contest  ever  fought  in  the  state 
of  New  Hampshire  closes  in  darkness. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  121 

Summary : 

Dartmouth.  Brown. 

Bullock    1.  end  r Russ 

Frost   1.  tackle  r Sheehan 

Savage 

Gilman  1.  guard  r Cobb 

Smith center .Colter 

Clough    r.  guard  1 Shaw 

Place  r.  tackle  1 Webb 

Farmer r.  end  1 Schwinn 

Witham quarter Crowell 

Dillon    1.  half-back  r Lynch 

Patteson  Chase 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Barry 

Foster   full-back Hamilton 

Knibbs 

Score,  Dartmouth  12,  Brown  6.  Touchdowns,  Dillon, 
Knibbs,  Lynch.  Goals  from  touchdowns,  Vaughan  (2), 
Colter.  Referee,  Mr.  Corbin  of  Yale.  Umpire,  Mr.  Dadmun 
of  W.  P.  I.  Linesmen,  Thompson  of  Dartmouth,  Clifford  of 
Brown.  Time-keepers,  Dr.  Bolser  of  Dartmouth,  Blanding 
of  Brown.  Time,  35  and  27  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Any  account  of  this  great  game  which  did  not  speak  of 
the  celebration  which  followed,  would  be  incomplete.  Mad 
with  joy  and  delirious  with  excitement,  twelve  hundred 
Dartmouth  rooters,  young  alumni  and  undergraduates,  lined 
up  in  column  by  fours,  to  march  by  way  of  Elm  street,  to  the 
heart  of  the  city.  The  cheermasters  were  still  in  charge,  and 


122 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 


the  metal-lunged  band  was  yet  full  of  fight.  The  score  was 
counted  time  and  again,  hoarse  "Wah-who-wahs"  were 
screamed  for  every  man  on  the  squad,  and  the  shops  and 
mills  of  Manchester  echoed  and  re-echoed  to  the  din.  At  the 
New  Manchester  House  Karl  Skinner  rallied  the  mighty 
mob,  and  after  wild  cheers  for  everything  and  everybody  con- 
nected with  the  Dartmouth  football  team,  the  crowd  dis- 
persed, perfectly  happy,  and  at  peace  with  all  the  world. 

The  following  table,  giving  the  statistics  of  the  men  who 
played  the  game,  may  be  interesting: 


DARTMOUTH. 


BROWN. 


NAME. 


Bullock,  '04, 
Frost,  '04. 
Oilman,  *06, 
Smith,  '04, 
Clough,  '06, 
Place,  '03, 
Farmer,  '03, 
Witham.  '04, 
Dillon,  '05, 
Vaughan,  '05, 
Foster,  '04, 
Patteson,  '05, 
Knibbs,  ;05, 


21 
21 
20 
22 
22 
25 
22 
22 
20 
20 
22 
19 
22 


5        .2 

NAME. 

» 

"5           .* 

id 

a       £ 

B 

6  ft.                    ICO 

Russ,  '06, 

24 

6ft.    2 

n     181 

Sheehan,  '03, 

24 

6ft.    1 

n 

213 

Cobb,  '03, 

27 

5  ft.  11 

n 

202 

Colter,  '05, 

6ft.    1 

n 

181 

Shaw,  '06, 

22 

5  ft.  WA 

n 

188 

Webb,  '05, 

21 

5ft,    &A 

n 

155 

Sch  w  inn,  '05, 

20 

5  ft.  10 

n 

164 

Crowell,  '03, 

23 

5  ft.  11      ] 

n 

169 

Lynch,  '06, 

20 

oft.    7 
5  ft.    91A 

n 
n 

165 
163 

Barry,  '03, 
Hamilton,  '03, 

22 
23 

5  ft.    <dlA 

n 

159 

Savage,  '04, 

22 

5  ft.  10       n 

163 

Chase,  '06, 

21 

jf 

by 

'S 

'£ 

B 

^ 

6ft. 

181 

6  ft.  1  in. 

192 

6ft. 

187 

6ft. 

193 

6ft. 

178 

5  ft.  11   in. 

193 

5ft.  VA  iu. 

138 

5  ft.  9,1A  ill. 

152 

eft.  1  in. 

177 

5  ft,  S1A  in. 

154 

5  ft.  10^  in. 

192 

5ft.  11  in. 

190 

5ft.  6  in. 

150 

Average  weight  of  line,  182? . 
Average  weight  of  backs,  165J. 
Average  weight  of  eleven,  176i\. 
Average  height  of  eleven,  5  ft.  11  in. 
Average  age  of  eleven,  2H. 
Average  weight  of  thirteen,  I74f3. 


Average  weight  of  line,  180?. 
Average  weight  of  backs,  ItfSj. 
Average  weight  of  eleven,  176A-. 
Average  height  of  eleven,  5  ft.  10. 
Average  age  of  eleven,  22£. 
Average  weight  of  thirteen,  175A. 


It  will  be  observed  that  the  two  elevens  were  wonderfully 
equal  in  weight,  Dartmouth  outweighing  Brown  less  than 
half  a  pound  per  man.  Dartmouth  averaged  an  inch  taller 
and  a  year  younger  than  her  rivals.  In  short  it  would  have 
been  as  hard,  that  day,  to  discover,  in  the  whole  country,  two 
elevens  so  evenly  matched,  as  to  find  in  all  the  annals  of  foot- 
ball the  story  of  as  royal  a  battle  as  they  fought. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  128 

"Dartmouth's  remarkable  backs,  Dillon,  Patteson, 
Vaughan,  Knibbs  and  Foster,  being  undoubtedly  the  finest 
aggregation  ever  possessed  by  a  smaller  college,  behind  a 
quick-charging,  if  not  particularly  heavy,  line,  and  directed 
by  Wit  ham,  one  of  the  quarter-backs  of  the  season,  were  able 
to  make  ground  consistently  even  against  Brown's  well-or- 
ganized and  snappy  defense." — Boston  Advertiser. 

"The  Brown  line  failed  to  work  as  well  as  the  Dartmouth 
forwards,  and  early  in  the  game  this  resulted  in  the  offense 
of  Brown  becoming  ragged,  and  late  in  the  second  half  the 
entire  team  work  went  to  pieces.  It  was  nothing  but  dark- 
ness which  saved  Brown  from  a  bad  beating/' — Worcester 
Telegram. 

"The  Dartmouth  backs  were  far  ahead  of  the  Brown  backs, 
and  worked  together  magnificently.  They  were  off  like  a 
flash  and  played  like  demons.  Knibbs'  hurdling  reminded 
one  strongly  of  the  work  done  by  Graydon  in  the  Brown- 
Harvard  game." — Providence  Journal. 

"The  feature  of  the  game  was  Dartmouth's  offensive  ma- 
chine. Better  offensive  football  has  been  seldom  seen  than 
that  played  by  Dartmouth  at  Manchester.  The  backs  all 
worked  as  one  man  and  with  remarkable  speed.  They  did  not 
fumble  once  and  there  was  never  a  mistake  in  the  signals.  It 
was  Dartmouth's  team  and  not  individual  players  that  won." 
— Brown  Herald. 

"  'They  were  better  than  we,'  remarked  Manager  Dodge  of 
the  Brown  eleven  to  a  Union  reporter,  'their  backs  were 
magnificent  in  line  bucking,  and  that  man  Knibbs  did  some 
phenomenal  hurdling.  They  couldn't  get  around  our  ends 
very  much,  but  their  backs  plunged  through  us  fearfully.  I 
think  that  Knibbs'  hurdling  was  one  of  the  features  of  the 
game.  He  won  the  game  for  Dartmouth.'  r  — Manchester 
Union. 


124  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"Dartmouth  has  on  its  team  three  men  who  are  not  sur- 
passed on  any  football  team  in  America.  Captain  Place  is 
unquestionably  one  of  the  greatest  tackles  playing  the  game. 
Quarter-back  Witham  is  without  doubt  the  greatest  quarter 
of  the  college  world.  He  is  a  great  general,  runs  his  team 
perfectly,  and  gets  into  every  play.  Knibbs,  who  went  in  as 
full-back,  appeared  for  the  second  time  this  season  on  the 
Dartmouth  team,  and  his  work  showed  that  if  he  had  been 
able  to  go  through  the  season  without  accident,  he  would 
have  developed  into  a  wonder.  He  has  been  out  of  the  game 
for  six  weeks,  but  went  in  and  did  as  much  as  it  was  possible 
for  one  player  to  do  to  win.  He  is  one  of  the  hardest  line 
buckers  in  the  game,  and  his  hurdling  was  one  of  the  feat- 
ures of  the  Dartmouth  attack." — "Worcester  Telegram. 

"The  Dartmouth  team  acted  as  one  man,  but  to  Dillon  be- 
longs the  honor  of  being  the  best  ground  gainer.  In  the 
second  half  the  substitution  of  Knibbs  for  Foster  proved  to 
be  a  'ten  strike/  for  the  other  backs  seemed  to  have  difficulty 
in  advancing  the  ball.  Time  and  again,  when  distance  was 
needed  for  a  first  down,  Knibbs  would  either  hurdle  or  buck 
the  line  for  the  required  ground.  He  was  the  man  of  the 
team  in  the  second  half.  Yaughan  proved  to  be  an  admirable 
man  with  the  ball,  and  did  beautiful  work  in  breaking  up 
Brown's  formations." — Boston  Journal. 

"A  more  gentlemanly  crowd  than  the  Dartmouth  students 
never  invaded  a  city." — Manchester  Mirror. 

"The  celerity  of  the  winning  team's  backs  is  a  thing  to  be 
remembered,  the  surest  and  swiftest  combination  in  any  of 
the  minor  colleges." — Boston  Globe. 

Mr.  Charles  E.  Patterson,  the  well-known  critic  and 
authority  on  sporting  matters,  in  his  review  of  the  season, 
printed  in  Leslie's  Weekly,  says  of  Dartmouth:  "Dartmouth, 


FOOTBALL    AT  DARTMOUTH.  125 

big  and  strong,  has  been  admirably  handled  by  Mr.  McCor- 
nack,  and  her  offense  has  been  exceedingly  strong.  It  rushed 
the  ball  225  yards  against  Harvard  one  week  before  the  latter 
played  Yale;  it  beat  Williams  and  Wesleyan  decisively,  and 
finished  by  winning  a  desperate  battle  from  the  powerful 
Brown  team  by  12  to  6." 

Mr.  Patterson  says  of  Captain  Place  that  he  was  "the  best 
defensive  tackle  in  the  country  and  would  have  made  any 
team  in  the  East." 

Bullock  and  Farmer  are  counted  among  the  six  best  ends 
in  the  country,  while  Smith  is  placed  third  on  the  list  of 
centers. 

Of  Witham,  Mr.  Patterson  says:  "Another  brilliant  quar- 
ter, not  much,  if  any,  behind  the  others,  is  Witham,  the 
Dartmouth  crack.  He  has  played  there  three  years,  is  a  fine 
general,  long  punter,  and  deadly  on  handling  kicks." 

Vaughan  and  Dillon  are  named  among  the  best  eight  backs 
in  the  country,  and  Foster  is  given  honorable  mention. 

The  ranking  of  the  teams  for  1902,  according  to  Mr.  Pat- 
terson's judgment,  is  as  follows: 

1.— Yale. 

2. — Princeton. 

3. — Harvard. 

4.— West  Point. 

5. — Cornell. 

6. — Amherst. 

7. — Dartmouth. 

8. — Brown. 

9. — Annapolis. 
10. — Pennsylvania. 
11. — Columbia. 
12. — Lehigh. 


126  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Mr.  Caspar  Whitney,  who  as  sporting  editor  of  Harper's 
Weekly,  made  out  the  All- America  teams  published  by  that 
periodical,  gives  in  his  magazine,  "Outing,"  the  following 
ranking  of  the  teams: 

1.— Yale. 

2. — Harvard. 

3.— West  Point. 

•i. — Michigan. 

5. — Princeton. 

6. — Dartmouth. 

7. — Brown. 

8. — Pennsylvania . 

9.— Cornell. 
10. — Amherst. 
11.— Carlisle. 
1 2 . — Annapolis. 
13. — Lehigh. 
14. — Lafayette. 

The  second  list,  based  as  it  is  upon  the  final  games,  when 
a  team  is  supposed  to  reach  its  perfection,  seems  to  be  a 
fairer  estimate.  Brown,  in  its  mid-season  slump,  was  beaten, 
6  to  5,  by  Lafayette,  a  team  which  could  not  have  earned  a 
first  down  from  the  Providence  men  on  Xovember  2 3d. 
Yale,  at  the  same  disastrous  period,  was  tied,  6  to  6,  by  the 
Army.  Yet  no  one  claimed  that  on  the  day  of  the  final 
games  West  Point  could  have  crossed  the  goal  line  of  the 
Blue.  With  her  team  gone  stale  and  her  star  backs  on  the 
cripple  list,  Dartmouth  was  beaten,  on  October  25th,  by  Am- 
herst, in  a  game  marred  by  fumbles,  flukes  and  penalties. 
Yet  no  critic  who  had  seen  the  New  Hampshire  team  play 
its  last  two  games  would  have  dreamed  of  ranking  Aniherst 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  127 

ahead  of  her.  No,  as  an  actual  fact,  Yale,  at  the  end  of  the 
season,  was  in  a  class  by  herself.  Michigan,  perhaps,  was 
second,  with  Princeton,  Harvard,  Dartmouth,  West  Point 
and  Brown  in  a  class  by  themselves.  Then,  after  a  consid- 
erable interval,  followed  Pennsylvania,  Cornell,  Amherst, 
et  ceux  qui  aussi  couraient. 

Of  these  six  best  teams  Michigan  was  the  heaviest,  averag- 
ing 186  pounds  per  man;  Harvard  next,  184  pounds;  then 
Yale,  182%  pounds;  West  Point,  180  pounds;  Princeton, 
179  pounds;  Dartmouth,  176  1-3  pounds;  Brown,  176  pounds. 
When  the  handicap  of  weight  is  duly  considered,  Princeton 
must  be  acknowledged  as  having  the  best  defense,  Dart- 
mouth the  best  offense  in  the  country. 

Princeton,  with  its  usual  wonderful  Princeton  kicker  (need 
we  recall  the  names  of  Alexander  Moffat,  of  Homans, 
"Johnny"  Baird,  Poe  and  Mattis?)  and  its  usual  deadly 
Princeton  ends  (we  remember  "Doggy"  Trenchard,  "Garry" 
Cochrane,  Poe  and  Palmer)  played  the  traditional  Princeton 
game,  gaining  ground  on  every  punt,  and  putting  up  a  fierce, 
stubborn  defense  which  twice  repulsed  the  champions  of  the 
year  within  the  five  yard  mark. 

Dartmouth,  with  its  usual  fast  backs  (need  one  remind 
the  reader  of  Ide  and  Humphreys,  of  "Bill"  Randall,  "Bob" 
Hotchkiss,  Dinsmore,  John  Eckstorm,  Dave  Macandrew, 
"Fritz"  Crolius,  "Wife"  Jennings,  "Chesty"  Brown  and 
"Shank"  Morse?)  and  its  well-oiled,  smooth-running  team 
play,  was  as  difficult  to  stop,  when  it  secured  the  ball,  as  any 
team  in  the  country. 

A  wonderful  quintette  of  backs,  these  five.  One  will  re- 
member the  judgment  of  the  sporting  editor  of  the  Boston 
Globe,  who  said:  "It  is  doubtful  whether  there  is  such  an- 
other back  field  playing  football  to-day."  A  member  of  the 


128  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Harvard  squad,  who  saw  the  game  from  the  substitutes' 
bench,  told  the  writer,  after  the  Harvard-Dartmouth  con- 
test, that  he  had  seen  the  play  of  eight  Harvard  teams,  five 
from  Yale  and  four  from  Pennsylvania,  but  that  he  had 
never  seen  so  profanely  splendid  a  set  of  backs  in  his  life, 
and  that  he  never  hoped  to  see  anything  so  pretty  as  the 
football,  offensive  and  defensive,  put  up  that  day  by  "Jim- 
my" Vaughan,  Amos  Foster  and  "Mary"  Dillon.  And  when 
one  thinks  how  "Pat,"  though  still  under  weight  from  his 
long  sickness,  showed  himself,  on  November  22d,  right  in  a 
class  with  the  other  three,  and  how  Billy  Knibbs,  though 
handicapped  by  his  injury  and  the  heavy  protecting  belt, 
shone  above  his  companions,  if  anything,  one  cannot  blame 
the  little  coach  for  boasting  that  he  had  on  his  team  the 
five  best  backs  playing  football.  And  the  best  part  of  their 
play  was  their  ability  to  back  up  a  line.  With  any  two  of 
them  (preferably  Knibbs  and  Vaughan  or  Foster)  assisting 
AVitham  in  secondary  defense,  and  another  (preferably  Dil- 
lon or  Patteson)  acting  as  defensive  full,  the  matter  was  well 
attended  to.  Each  back  had  his  own  points  of  excellence, 
too.  Billy  Knibbs,  in  the  opinion  of  those  who  knew,  was 
the  best  secondary  defense  player  in  the  East  and  was  in- 
valuable for  his  hurdling  of  a  line  which  would  not  give. 
Jimmy  Vaughan  was  perhaps  the  most  versatile  of  them  all. 
He  could  play  back  field,  tackle  like  a  fiend,  back  up  a  line, 
skirt  the  ends,  squirm  through  the  smallest  kind  of  an  open- 
ing and  kick  goals  with  unerring  precision.  Patteson,  fleetest 
of  them  all,  strong  as  a  young  bull,  who  could  smash  through 
any  line  and  outrun  any  end,  was  a  most  dangerous  man  to 
his  opponents.  "Mary"  Dillon,  the  prettiest  broken  field 
runner  that  ever  wore  a  "D,"  who  in  six  years  of  football  in 
the  back  field  missed  but  one  punt,  Dillon  who  could  dodge 


THE 
"  Amos." 


1  Jimmy." 


BACKS    OF     '02. 

"  Mary." 
"  Bill." 
"  Myron." 


"  Pat. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  129 

one  tackier  and  hurdle  another  at  the  same  moment,  played 
the  fiercest  game  of  them  all.  In  fact,  so  savage  was  his  play 
that  he  wore  himself  out,  and  could  not  last  for  more  than 
40  minutes'  work  when  Dartmouth  had  the  ball  all  the  time. 
Amos  Foster,  fierce  and  aggressive  always,  played  a  hard, 
savage  game  on  the  defense  and  was  the  best  man  on  the 
team  to  interfere  for  a  runner  or  help  him  along. 

"Mat"  Bullock  had  proved  himself,  the  preceding  year, 
one  of  the  best  ends  in  the  country,  but  this  year  "Dubsy" 
was  fully  his  equal.  While  they  were  both  in  the  game,  the 
average  gain  per  rush  made  by  the  Harvard  backs  around  our 
ends  was  minus  two  yards.  It  was  exasperating,  from  a  Har- 
vard point  of  view,  to  see  the  slender,  small-boned  "Dubsy" 
smash  through  their  heavy  interference,  stretch  Putnam  on 
the  ground  and  then  stand  and  laugh  at  his  discomfiture. 
And  the  wonderful  "Bob"  Kernan  fared  no  better  with  Bul- 
lock. But  the  top  form  of  both  was  reached  in  the  Brown 
game,  when  they  had  to  deal  with  backs  who  had  skirted  the 
ends  of  Yale,  Harvard  and  Pennsylvania  for  long  runs. 

Barry  of  Brown  was  the  end-running  half-back  of  the  year. 
He  was  swift,  elusive,  and  most  difficult  to  hold.  The  writer 
was  once  discussing  Barry's  play  with  Patteson  and  Witham. 

"Barry's  legs,"  said  Myron,  "seemed  to  be  all  nerves  and 
springs.  He  was  at  high  tension  all  the  time,  and  when  you 
struck  him,  he  struck  you  and  you  rebounded." 

"That's  just  it,"  added  "Pat,"  "it  was  just  like  hitting  an 
elastic  stone  post,  if  you  can  imagine  such  a  thing." 

And  this  was  the  man  who  tried  Bullock's  end  nine  times 
in  the  game,  and  gained  exactly  four  yards  (all  in  one  run) 
and  lost  five!  And  when  one  thinks  of  the  way  that  Dart- 
mouth ran  around  Brown's  much-vaunted  ends,  especially 


130  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

in  the  gathering  darkness,  and  thinks  how,  in  the  same  ob- 
scurity, Barry  was  thrown  three  times  for  a  loss  and  once 
for  no  gain,  all  praise  must  be  given  to  Bullock  and  Farmer, 
the  greatest  pair  of  ends  that  ever  represented  the  Green. 
(And  when  one  recalls  "Bill"  Odlin  and  Norton,  "Eke"  Hall 
and  Price,  Lakeman  and  "P.  I."  Folsom,  Cavanaugh  and 
Kelley,  Boyle  and  O'Connor,  this  is  praise  enough.) 

"Vic"  Place,  matured  and  heavy,  solid  as  a  rock  and  yet- 
quick  on  his  feet,  was  the  strong  man  of  the  right  side  of  the 
line.  He  did  not  meet  his  match  until,  on  November  22d, 
he  ran  up  against  Archie  Webb  of  Brown.  The  two  had  a 
battle  royal,  with  the  balance  of  power  slightly  in  favor  of 
the  Dartmouth  man,  for  while  the  Green  did  gain,  once  in 
a  great  while,  through  Webb,  Brown  found  Place  almost  im- 
pregnable. In  the  Harvard  game  the  Dartmouth  captain  did 
great  work,  for  it  was  through  his  opponent,  Shea,  that  the 
New  Hampshire  backs  plunged  for  their  most  consistent 
gains. 

When,  three  days  after  the  disastrous  game  with  Amherst, 
the  little  coach  came  down  to  the  field  and  snapped  out,  in 
his  usual  abrupt  manner:  "Frost,  we're  looking  for  a  tackle; 
see  if  you  can  make  good,"  there  were  few  in  college  who 
ever  imagined  that  such  a  thing  was  possible.  Small-boned 
and  slim  for  his  height,  with  his  179  pounds  of  weight  dis- 
persed over  six  feet  and  three  inches  of  height,  "Jack"  Frost 
looked  anything  but  a  fit  successor  to  the  mighty  Jack  Grif- 
fin. Yet  to  everyone's  surprise,  he  kept  "coming"  faster  and 
faster  every  day.  He  played  a  fair  game  against  Wesleyan, 
a  good  one  against  Springfield,  acquitted  himself  well  in  the 
Harvard  contest,  and  in  the  Brown  game,  pitted  against  the 
veteran  Sheehan,  who  outweighed  him  by  12  pounds,  he 
made  his  opponent,  when  Dartmouth  had  the  ball,  look  like 
a  damaged  nickel.  On  the  defense  he  was  not  quite  so 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  131 

strong,  yet  one  must  remember  that  one  of  the  three  plays 
which,  on  the  Green's  five  yard  line,  saved  the  game  for  us, 
was  directed  at  him. 

Joe  Gilman  was  one  of  the  guards  of  the  year.  Bulky  and 
tall,  yet  shifty  and  fast  on  his  feet,  he  was  a  hard  proposition 
in  the  line.  He  put  up  a  great  game  at  center  in  the  Tufts 
and  Williams  games,  and  according  to  the  coach,  was  the  only 
Dartmouth  lineman  to  do  his  duty  in  the  contest  with  Am- 
herst.  The  Wesleyan  game  showed  him  in  tip-top  form, 
while  against  Harvard  he  played  great  football.  But  it  is  on 
account  of  his  showing  in  the  Brown  game  that  his  name  will 
go  down  to  future  generations  of  Dartmouth  athletes.  The 
reader  will  remember  how  after  Joe  had  been  twice  kicked  in 
the  head.,  and  was  so  dazed  that  he  did  not  have  sense  enough 
to  know  that  he  ought  to  leave  the  game,  the  Brown  quarter- 
back directed  play  after  play  at  him,  with  the  idea,  no  doubt, 
of  forcing  him  to  retire.  As  the  teams  approached  the 
Green's  goal  line,  however,  the  big  guard  came  slowly  to  his 
senses,  and  by  the  time  Brown  had  gained  her  first  down  on 
the  six  yard  line  he  was  himself  once  more.  He  now  began 
to  play  an  increasingly  strong  game,  opening  up  big  holes  in 
the  Brown  line,  and  outplaying  Cobb  more  and  more  as  the 
game  wore  on,  until  in  the  last  24  plays,  which  resulted  in 
the  winning  touchdown,  no  less  than  19  of  them  were  di- 
rected at  the  opening  at  Gilman's  right  or  his  left.  But 
when  all  is  said  and  done,  Dartmouth  College  will  remember 
Joe  Gilman  for  those  two  plays  on  our  four  yard  line  which 
cost  Brown  the  game. 

There  were  very  few  men  in  college,  during  the  fall  of 
1901,  who  would  have  believed  one  who  told  them  that  "Bill" 
Clough,  full-back  on  the  second  eleven,  height  six  feet  and 
one  inch,  and  weight  167  pounds,  would  ever  make  right 
guard  on  a  victorious  Dartmouth  team.  Yet  this  was  what 


132  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

happened,  the  following  year.  And  a  right  good  guard  he 
made,  too,  playing  low,  hard  and  even  fiercely  from  whistle 
to  whistle.  In  the  Harvard  game  he  had  the  satisfaction  of 
playing  horse  with  the  redoubtable  Barnard,  All-America 
guard  of  the  preceding  year,  who  outweighed  him  by  24 
pounds,  and  in  the  Brown  game  he  did  his  full  share  toward 
winning  the  victory  for  his  college. 

If  there  ever  was  a  man  who  ill  deserved  a  nickname,  it 
was  Arthur  Kendall  Smith,  Dartmouth  1903,  commonly 
known  as  "Fat."  One  glance  at  his  huge  limbs  and  big  shoul- 
ders would  have  shown  anyone  where  he  carried  the  202 
pounds  with  which  he  is  credited.  And  to  see  this  big  man 
beat  the  ends  and  tackles  down  the  field  and  tackle  the  run- 
ner in  the  open — it  was  a  great  sight.  In  the  line  his  work 
was  not  conspicuous  as  far  as  the  spectators  were  concerned, 
but  whenever  there  was  a  heap  near  the  middle  of  the  line 
you  knew  that  he  was  under  it,  and  whenever  a  back  shot 
through  there,  you  knew  that  "Fat's"  opponent  had  been  put 
out  of  the  play. 

A  great  team,  although  eclipsed  somewhat  by  the  glory  of 
the  one  which  was  to  follow;  probably  the  greatest  team 
which  Dartmouth,  up  to  this  time,  had  ever  turned  out. 
Even  their  opponents  gave  them  full  credit  for  their  playing. 
Captain  Barry  is  said  to  have  remarked  to  his  heart-broken 
men  after  the  game,  that  theirs  had  been  the  best  team  in 
the  history  of  their  college,  and  that  they  had  simply  been 
beaten  by  a  superior  team.  Yet  here  and  there  Brown  men 
were  found  who  blamed  the  umpire,  the  referee  and  the 
time-keeper,  each  in  turn,  attributing  their  defeat  to  every- 
thing under  the  sun  except  Dart-mouth's  superior  playing. 
However,  a  glance  at  the  chart  of  the  game  herewith  pre- 
sented, and  the  accompanying  figures  will  remove  all  doubt 
as  to  which  team  deserved  to  win. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 


133 


SECOND  .      .  DARTMOUTH        9 


134  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

It  will  be  observed  that  Dartmouth  gained  by  rushing  the 
ball,  343  yards;  Brown,  128;  Dartmouth,  by  running  in  kicks, 
56  yards;  Brown,  110  yards;  that  Dartmouth's  average  per 
rush  was  4.8  yards,  Brown's  2.9  yards;  that  after  the  score 
had  been  tied,  Brown  never  made  her  distance,  while  Dart- 
mouth earned  18  first  downs;  that  in  the  whole  game  Brown 
scored  15  first  downs,  Dartmouth  37;  that  Brown  made  but 
two  rushes  of  10  yards  or  over  in  length:  12  and  13  yards; 
that  Dartmouth  made  ten  rushes  of  10  yards  or  over  in 
length:  runs  of  10,  10,  10,  12,  15,  16,  16,  16,  24  and  30  yards; 
that  with  the  single  exception  of  running  in  kicks,  Dart- 
mouth outplayed  Brown  in  every  department  of  the  game. 

To  give  a  resume  of  this  up-hill  and  down-hill  season, 
Dartmouth  scored  an  easy  victory  over  the  University  of 
Vermont,  12  to  0,  then  took  a  bad  slump  and  was  tied,  0  to  0, 
by  Massachusetts  State.  Three  days  later  she  romped  to 
victory  over  the  strong  Tufts  eleven,  which  had  scored  on 
Yale  and  held  West  Point  to  five  points.  Tufts  made  but 
one  first  down,  and  the  final  score  was  29  to  0.  The  follow- 
ing Saturday,  Williams,  which  had  held  Harvard  down  to 
11,  and  had  scored  on  Cornell,  was  decisively  beaten,  18  to  0. 
On  October  25th,  with  her  team  gone  stale  from  over  work, 
Dartmouth  was  defeated,  12  to  6,  by  her  old  triangular  league 
rival,  Amherst.  The  latter  was  no  mean  antagonist,  having 
held  Harvard  to  six  points,  but  in  good  physical  condition 
the  Green  should  have  made  short  work  of  it,  even  deprived, 
as  she  was,  of  the  services  of  Dillon,  Knibbs,  Patteson,  Fos- 
ter and  Frost.  The  reader  will  remember  how  Dartmouth 
rushed  her  opponents  all  over  the  field  in  the  first  half,  and 
how  Amherst's  second  touchdown  was  scored  by  the  flukiest 
kind  of  a  fluke. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  13t> 

After  this  bad  relapse  the  Green  fought  her  way  to  the 
top  once  more,  winning  an  uphill  game  from  Wesleyan, 
12  to  5,  and  defeating  the  strong  Springfield  eleven,  11  to  0. 
On  November  loth  she  gave  Harvard  the  greatest  scare  of 
her  life,  outplaying  the  Crimson  for  three-fourths  of  the 
game,  rushing  the  ball  225  yards,  and  leading  by  one  point, 
6  to  5,  until  the  last  five  minutes  of  play.  In  the  following 
week  she  rounded  her  great  eleven  into  championship  form, 
so  that  they  decisively  defeated,  on  November  22d,  the  most 
powerful  team  that  ever  came  out  of  Providence  in  one  of 
the  grandest  battles  in  the  history  of  the  game. 

One  scene  more  and  this  chapter  of  our  history  will  be 
ended.  It  is  evening,  and  the  New  Manchester  House  is 
full  of  a  happy,  excited  crowd  of  Dartmouth  men.  Through 
the  throng  in  the  lobby  I  slowly  elbow  my  way,  exchanging 
congratulations  with  all  that  I  meet  and  having  my  finger 
bones  mashed  every  minute  in  a  tight  Dartmouth  grip.  In 
the  corner  by  the  elevator  I  run  into  the  arms  of  Myron 
AYitham,  quiet,  smiling,  and  too  happy  to  say  a  word.  A 
little  further  on  I  exchange  excited  greetings  with  "Jack" 
Frost,  round  whom  are  gathered  half  a  dozen  admirers, 
all  trying  to  slap  his  broad  back  at  the  same  time.  A  sharp 
cry  from  the  direction  of  the  dining-room  attracts  me: 
"Jimmy  Vaughan!  Jimmy  Vaughan!  !" — and  instantly 
there  follows  a  noise  like  the  breaking  up  of  a  New  York 
primary,  culminating,  amid  the  rattling  of  the  dishes  and  the 
clapping  and  stamping,  in  a  rousing  yell  for  the  sturdy  right 
half.  I  worm  my  way  to  the  door  of  the  hall  and  stand 
there,  feasting  my  eyes.  The  room  is  full  of  Dartmouth 
men,  graduates,  underclassmen,  players  and  rooters,  all 
jumbled  together.  At  a  table  on  the  left,  in  company  with 
"Olarry"  Howes,  head  cheermaster,  John  Bowler,  "Bill" 


136  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Randall,  "Wife"  Jennings,  "Jack"  O'Connor,  "Tommy" 
Thompson,  loyal  alumni  who  have  done  so  much  to  help  him, 
sits  the  little  head  coach,  his  eyes  shining  with  excitement 
and  his  whole  face  bright  with  a  fierce  joy.  This  is  the  cul- 
mination, the  climax  of  his  career.  It  is  just  15  months 
since,  refusing  $3,500  from  a  western  institution,  he  came 
back  determined  to  rebuild  the  shattered  glory  of  his  alma 
mater  in  athletics.  He  found  her  playing  tie  games  with 
Union  and  Vermont,  and  barely  winning  from  Tufts;  he  is 
leaving  her  strong  and  vigorous,  among  the  big  five  in  the 
East,  and  able  to  give  any  team  in  the  country  the  stiffest 
kind  of  a  battle.  Xo  wonder  that  he  is  happy. 

A  tap  on  the  shoulder  causes  me  to  turn  round,  and  the 
next  instant  I  am  shaking  hands  with  one  of  the  heroes  of 
the  day.  He  makes  his  way  in  toward  his  seat,  but  "Mac"''  has 
spied  him.  "Yea!  Billy  Knibbs!"  he  cries,  and  in  a  flash  the 
whole  dining-room  is  on  its  feet.  A  great  roar  goes  up,  which 
speedily  takes  form  as  "Clarry,"  mounting  on  his  chair,  calls 
for  "a  Wah-who-wah  for  the  man  who  won  the  game."  The 
noise  has  subsided  again  when,  after  convincing  the  attendant 
at  the  door  that  I  have  no  intention  of  defrauding  the  house 
of  a  meal,  I  make  my  way  to  the  coaches'  table  and  exchange 
a  quiet  word  or  two  of  congratulation  with  "Mac."  A  hand- 
shake all  around  and  I  leave,  but  turn  once  more  as  I  reach 
the  entrance,  charmed  by  the  scene.  Here  let  us  leave  him 
in  the  moment  of  his  triumph,  but  let  us  do  so  with  the  feel- 
ing that  when  we  think  of  old  Dartmouth's  great  athletic 
record  and  the  men  who  have  helped  to  make  it  what  it  is, 
we  will  recall  first,  with  pride  and  affection,  the  name  of 
Walter  Edwin  McCornack. 


MYRON     ELLIS    WITHAM. 


THE  SEASON  OF  '03. 


ACHIEVEMENT. 

It  was  with  a  curious  mixture  of  hope  and  fear  that  Dart- 
mouth looked  forward  to  the  beginning  of.  her  22d  season  of 
Rugby-American  football.  If  her  wildest  hopes  were  ful- 
filled, she  would  have  an  array  of  material  which  would  com- 
pare favorably  with  that  of  any  college  in  the  country;  if  her 
worst  fears  were  realized,  she  would  have  hardly  any  gen- 
uinely first-class  men  and  would  be  obliged  to  aim  at  the 
games  with  Williams,  Wesleyan  and  Amherst  in  hopes  of 
victory,  instead  of  those  with  Brown  and  Harvard.  To  begin 
with,  "Tat"  Smith,  the  star  center  and  tackle,  was  doubtful 
about  returning.  His  father  had  died,  and  "Fat"  felt  as 
though  he  must  take  charge  of  the  business.  Nothing  had 
been  heard  in  regard  to  "Bill"  Clough,  except  that  some  one 
was  sure  that  he  was  not  going  to  return.  Rumor  had  it 
that  business  matters  were  likely  to  interfere  also  with  "Joe" 
Oilman's  coming  back.  "Jack"  Frost  had  been  compelled  to 
go  to  work  in  order  to  earn  money  enough  to  complete  his 
course.  It  was  reported  that  "Jimmy"  Vaughan  was  about 
to  leave  for  the  same  reason.  "Mary"  Dillon  was  almost  sure 
not  to  come  back.  Amos  Foster,  out  of  deference  to  his 
parents'  wishes,  had  finally  decided  to  stop  playing.  "Bill" 
Lindsay  had  gone  home  to  Wisconsin  and  no  one  knew  of 
his  whereabouts.  The  prevailing  opinion  was  that  Hanover 
would  never  see  him  again. 


138  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

For  two  years  Dartmouth  had  been  looking  forward  to  the 
coming  of  Hooper,  Exeter's  star  snap-back.  Of  course  we 
knew  that  Harvard,  Yale  and  Princeton  had  all  invited  him 
to  visit  their  respective  institutions,  and  that  he  was  being 
"chinned"  four  different  directions  at  once,  for  Williams 
wanted  him  also.  But  that  he  wanted  to  come  to  Dartmouth 
we  were  certain,  and  that  was  enough  for  us.  Cooney  of 
Exeter  also  wanted  to  come,  but  felt  that  he  ought  to  go  to 
Harvard. 

What,  then,  was  the  consternation  in  Hanover  when,  on  the 
morning  of  September  18th,  "Fat"  Smith  having  definitely 
decided  not  to  return,  and  there  being  no  news  of  Gilman  or 
Lindsay,  the  Manchester  Union  came  out  with  a  picture  of 
"Henry  Judson  Hooper,  Star  Exeter  Center,  Who  Is  Going- 
to  Yale!"  And  on  top  of  this  came  the  news  that  Cooney, 
unable  to  choose  between  Dartmouth  and  Harvard,  had  com- 
promised on  Princeton.  Truly  the  outlook  was  dark.  Thenr 
one  by  one,  the  reports  began  to  swing  the  other  way: 
"Jimmy"  Vaughan  was  first  to  arrive,  and  formed,  with 
Captain  Myron  Witham,  "Mat"  Bullock,  "Bill"  Knibbs,  Pat- 
teson  and  Leigh  Turner,  a  little  nucleus  of  'varsity  men. 
Then  came  Jesse  Gage,  hard  as  nails,  and  tipping  the  beam* 
at  an  even  200.  Then,  to  the  joy  of  team  and  college,. 
Hooper  arrived  in  Hanover,  having  had,  he  said,  no  other 
intention  from  the  outset.  Then  "Joe"  Gilman  came  back 
to  the  fold,  and  next  day,  last  of  the  big  linemen  but  hardly 
least,  "Cupid"  Lindsay's  huge  form  was  seen  once  more  in 
his  accustomed  place.  The  day  after  college  opened  came 
another  joyful  surprise  in  the  return  of  "Mary"  Dillon.  The 
class  of  1907  furnished  some  promising  candidates  in  Far- 
rier of  Brooklyn,  Harris,  the  Exeter  quarter,  Foley  and 
Smith. 


FOOTBALL  AT  DARTMOUTH.  139 

Fred  Brown,  McCabe,  Tom  Keady,  Conley,  "Elsie" 
Grover,  Jim  Donnelly,  Lillard  and  Melvin  of  the  class  of  '05 
were  back  in  the  game,  as  were  "Dave"  Main,  Kalph  Glaze, 
Herr,  Bankart,  Pratt  and  Harry  Coburn  of  1906.  Amos 
Foster  stood  it  for  about  a  week,  then  gave  up  the  struggle 
and  came  out  to  join  the  squad,  and  "Bill"  Clough,  before 
the  season  was  half  gone,  returned  to  college  and  went  out 
for  his  old  position,  right  guard. 

Thus  in  spite  of  the  loss  of  "Fat"  Smith,  "Vic"  Place, 
"Dubsy"  Farmer  and  "Jack"  Frost,  the  coach  of  the  Dart- 
mouth football  eleven  had  at  his  disposal  three  first-class 
quarters,  five  good  ends,  ten  backs  who  could  put  to  shame 
any  other  ten  in  Xew  England,  and,  what  "Mac"  had 
yearned  for  in  vain,  seven  men  on  the  squad  who  averaged 
219  pounds  apiece. 

But  before  going  any  further,  a  word  or  two  in  regard  to 
the  coach  will  not  be  out  of  place.  Fred  Gorham  Folsom, 
Dartmouth  '95,  needs  no  introduction  to  any  man  who  was 
in  college  in  his  day.  All  will  remember  his  unerring  work 
at  third  base,  and  his  swift  blocking  and  fierce  tackling  on 
the  football  field.  He  was  a  member  of  each  team  for  three 
years,  putting  up  a  steady,  reliable  and  at  times  brilliant 
game  in  each  sport.  Dartmouth  men  of  that  day  still  like  to 
recall  with  pride  how  Folsom  took  care  of  Rosa,  the  pride  of 
Amherst,  in  the  victorious  game  in  the  fall  of  '93.  After 
graduation  he  went  west  to  Colorado,  where  he  coached  the 
university  of  that  state  through  successful  seasons  until 
called,  in  '03,  to  return,  as  head  coach,  to  his  alma  mater. 
But  he  found  a  very  different  Dartmouth  from  the  one  that 
he  had  left.  The  talk  was  different,  the  feeling  was  differ- 
ent; instead  of  Williams  and  Wesleyan,  instead  of  Amherst 


140  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

and  Brown,  it  was  Harvard,  Harvard,  everywhere.  The  col- 
lege of  800  men  was  calculating  its  chances  against  the  uni- 
versity of  4,800.  No  doubt  it  seemed  queer  to  Mr.  Folsom. 
In  his  day  teams  from  Hanover  which  had  held  Yale  to  28 
and  Harvard  to  22  came  back  holding  their  heads  very  high 
in  the  air.  What,  then,  had  wrought  this  change?  To  be 
sure  the  college  had  doubled  in  numbers  since  then;  but  was 
this  responsible  for  the  new  feeling  of  confidence,  for  the 
idea  that  we  were  "as  big  as  any  of  them  now  and  they  would 
find  it  out?"  No;  the  new  epoch,  the  "big  four"  feeling  in 
Dartmouth,  dated  from  November  15th,  1902.  If  Mr.  Fol- 
som had  come  back  two  years  earlier  he  would  have  found 
the  same  old  Dartmouth  that  he  left.  But  from  the  day 
when  her  light-weight  team  tore  and  plowed  almost  at  will 
through  the  Harvard  line,  and  stubbornly  contested  the  ad- 
vance of  the  boasted  Harvard  offense,  Dartmouth  was  no 
more  a  small  college  in  athletics. 

The  1903  schedule  was  one  of  the  hardest  that  the  college 
ever  attempted.  Three  of  the  four  opening  games  were  with 
teams  which  had,  within  the  last  three  years,  held  the  Green 
to  a  tie  score,  0  to  0.  The  fourth  was  to  be  played  with  Holy 
Cross,  which,  coached  by  Frank  Cavanaugh,  Dartmouth's 
star  end  and  ex-captain,  ought  to  have  been  dangerous. 
Then,  in  quick  succession,  followed  games  with  Williams  at 
Newton  Center,  Princeton  at  Princeton,  Wesleyan  at  Han- 
over, Amherst  at  Amherst,  Harvard  at  Cambridge,  and 
Brown  at  Manchester.  At  Williams  and  Wesleyan  to  win 
the  Dartmouth  game  was  the  first  of  the  two  objects  of  the 
season,  the  second  being  to  beat  each  other,  while  Amherst 
and  Brown  wanted  our  scalp  as  they  wanted  nothing  else. 
There  lingered  in  the  minds  of  the  Harvard  coaches  certain 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  141 

memories  of  a  Dartmouth  game  which  would  ensure  no  sub- 
stitutes and  the  stiffest  kind  of  play  from  start  to  finish 
when  the  New  Hampshire  team  came  down  to  Cambridge. 
The  Princeton  game,  in  the  uncertain  mid-season,  with  its 
450  mile  journey  each  way,  was  the  fight  which  was  feared 
most  of  all. 


DARTMOUTH  12,  MASSACHUSETTS  STATE  0. 

Dartmouth  won  the  first  game  of  her  schedule  on  her  own 
grounds,  "Wednesday,  September  30th,  defeating,  with  ridic- 
ulous ease,  the  team  which,  a  year  before,  had  given  her  such 
a  scare.  M.  A.  C.  proved  anything  but  a  dangerous  oppo- 
nent, rushing  the  ball  but  five  yards  in  the  entire  game  and 
offering  little  resistance  to  the  fierce  onslaughts  of  the 
Green.  Dartmouth's  advances  averaged  seven  yards  apiece, 
and  she  was  never  held  for  downs.  The  good  defense  of  the 
Hanover  line  and  the  fast  offense  of  the  Hanover  backs  were 
the  features  of  the  contest. 

Glaze  kicked  off  to  the  "Aggies,"  who  had  won  the  toss 
and  were  defending  the  south  goal.  Walsh  caught  the  ball 
on  the  five  yard  line  and  recovered  16  yards.  The  teams 
lined  up,  and  M.  A.  C.,  by  three  short  plunges,  scored  her 
one  and  only  first  down.  Dartmouth  now  braced,  and,  re- 
pulsing two  line  charges  with  no  gain,  forced  the  visitors  to 
kick.  Vaughan  caught  Quigle/s  punt  on  his  own  50  yard 
line,  recovered  eight  yards,  and  after  a  short  line  plunge  by 
Conley,  circled  the  visitors'  right  end  for  49  yards  and  a 
touchdown.  Leigh  Turner,  showing  remarkable  speed  for  a 
man  of  210  pounds,  was  conspicuous  in  this  play  for  his  fine 
interference.  Vaughan  made  a  fair  catch  of  Witham's  punt- 
out,  and  kicked  a  perfect  goal. 


142  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Glaze's  kick-off  was  away  over  the  line,  and  M.  A.  C.  wa* 
obliged  to  punt  out  from  the  25  yard.  line.  Yaughan  caught 
the  ball  on  the  52  yard  line  and  dodged,  twisted  and  banged 
his  way  through  the  visiting  team  for  36  yards.  Seven 
plunges  through  the  line  resulted  in  a  second  touchdown, 
scored  by  Conley,  and  a  goal  from  a  very  difficult  angle, 
kicked  by  "Jimmy,"  made  Dartmouth's  total  12. 

Again  Glaze  sent  the  spheroid  past  Massachusetts'  goal 
line  (this  time  against  the  gentle  south  breeze),  and  the  vis- 
itors punted  out  once  more.  Patteson  caught  the  ball,  and 
recovered  18  yards,  landing  it  on  M.  A.  C/s  44  yard  line. 
Conley  smashed  through  Turner's  opponent  for  four  yard? 
and  "Pat"  showed  a  burst  of  his  old-time  speed  as  he  skirted 
the  visitors'  left  end  for  23  yards.  But  the  10-minute  half 
was  up,  with  the  ball  only  17  yards  from  another  touchdown. 

Dartmouth  put  in  eight  fresh  men  at  the  beginning  of  the 
second  half,  retaining  only  Gage,  Turner  and  Conley  of  the 
original  eleven.  Herr  received  the  kick-off  and  recovered 
thirteen  yards,  landing  the  ball  on  the  32  yard  line.  Two 
good  gains,  and  a  fumble  gave  the  ball  to  the  "Aggies." 
But,  although  no  longer  outweighed  by  her  opponents,  Mas- 
sachusetts could  not  gain  an  inch,  and  a  punt,  very  badly 
gotten  off,  sent  the  leather  outside  at  the  Green's  38  yard 
line.  Coburn  smashed  through  for  17  yards  in  two  charges, 
but  Dartmouth  was  penalized  for  off-side  play.  Harris  tried 
the  quarter-back  kick  with  excellent  result,  for  Dartmouth 
secured  the  ball  with  a  gain  of  25  yards.  Two  more  gains 
by  Coburn,  and  then,  being  set  back  10  yards  for  off-side 
play,  Dartmouth  tried  unsuccessfully  for  a  goal  from  place- 
ment. The  kick  was  partially  blocked,  and  Taft,  picking  up 
the  ball,  advanced  it  10  yards.  Twice  more  did  Massachu- 
setts attack  the  Dartmouth  line,  but  did  not  gain  a  foot. 
Again  the  time-keeper's  whistle  blew,  announcing  that  time 
was  up. 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  143 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Massachusetts  State. 

Bullock    1.  end  r Whittaker 

Lillard 

Lindsay 1.  tackle  r Craighead 

Brown 

Oilman 1.  guard  r ; Holcomb 

.Smith 

Hooper center Patch 

Pratt 

Gage r.  guard  1 Cutter 

Turner .r.  tackle  1 Gardiner 

Glaze    r.  end  1 Martin 

Herr  -  Ahearn 

Witham quarter Quigley 

Harris 

Patteson    1.  half-back  r Walsh 

Main  Taft 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Lewis 

Coburn 

Conley full-back Philbrick 

Score,  Dartmouth  12,  Massachusetts  State  0.  Touch- 
downs, Yaughan,  Conley.  Goals,  Vaughan  (2).  Time,  10 
minute  periods. 


DARTMOUTH  18,  HOLY  CEOSS  0. 

On  Saturday,  October  3d,  Dartmouth  met,  at  Hanover, 
the  team  from  Holy  Cross  College,  Worcester.  It  was  the 
second  game  of  the  season  for  each  team,  both  having  de- 
feated, by  small  scores,  the  Massachusetts  State  eleven.  As 


144  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

has  been  told  before,  Holy  Cross  was  in  the  hands  of  Frank 
Cavanaugh,  Dartmouth's  old  end  rush,  and,  with  the  possible 
exception  of  McCornack,  the  greatest  coach  that  the  New 
Hampshire  college  ever  sent  out.  His  team  had  a  most  nota- 
ble season,  suffering  defeat  at  the  hands  of  Dartmouth  and 
Yale  alone,  scoring  twice  upon  the  Blue,  defeating  U.  of  M., 
champions  of  Maine,  beating  Tufts  decisively  and  swamping 
Amherst,  the  conquerors  of  Harvard,  36  to  0.  Holy  Cross 
is  always  noted  for  its  brilliant  ball  nines,  but  this  was  her 
first  season  of  proportionate  success  upon  the  gridiron. 

She  gave  the  Green  a  good  fight,  especially  when  in  pos- 
session of  the  ball,  rushing  the  spheroid  almost  as  far  as  did 
Princeton  and  Harvard,  later  on,  together. 

On  the  defense  she  was  not  so  strong,  but  was  "up  against 
the  real  thing/'  as  the  slang  phrase  goes;  for  the  old  "First 
Triumvirate"  were  back  in  harness,  and  men  have  not  yet 
been  found  who  can  stop  their  fierce  rushes. 

"Mat"  Bullock's  work,  at  left  end,  was  grand.  Mixed  up 
in  every  play,  he  tackled  fiercely  and  followed  the  ball  with 
unerring  precision.  This  quality,  so  valuable  in  football,  of 
being  right  with  the  ball  every  second  has  never  been  devel- 
oped in  another  Dartmouth  man  to  the  degree  to  which  Bul- 
lock possesses  it.  Dartmouth's  heavy  line  did  not  play  as 
well  as  in  the  first  contest,  and  allowed  the  fast  Worcester 
boys  to  get  the  start  on  them. 

Dartmouth  lost  the  toss,  and  Glaze  kicked  off  to  Stankard, 
who  ran  the  ball  in  to  the  22  yard  line.  Skelley  was  thrown 
for  a  six  yard  loss,  by  Bullock's  brilliant  tackle,  and  after  a 
short  plunge  by  Stankard,  Holy  Cross  punted.  The  ball 
went  hardly  any  distance  at  all,  and  three  plunges  by  the 
Dartmouth  backs  took  the  leather  to  the  four  yard  line, 
whence  Knibbs  shot  over  the  line  for  a  touchdown. 
Yaughan  kicked  the  goal,  and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  6. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  145 

Skelley  ran  in  the  Green's  kick-off  to  the  25  yard  line,  and 
on  the  next  play,  finding  a  big  hole  in  Dartmouth's  line,  ran 
50  yards  before  "Pat"  brought  him  down.  Still  playing 
first-rate  football,  Holy  Cross  rushed  the  leather  to  Dart- 
mouth's 15  yard  line,  where  the  Hanover  forwards  woke  up 
and  held  the  visitors  for  downs.  The  Green's  fast  offense 
now  went  to  work  and  rushed  the  ball  rapidly  down  the  field, 
"Pat"  scoring  a  28  yard  run.  Eighteen  yards  from  the  vis- 
itors' goal,  as  Holy  Cross  was  holding  well,  Witham  tried  an 
on-side  kick.  It  took  the  Worcester  boys  by  surprise,  and 
Patteson,  who  went  down  the  field  like  the  wind,  dived  for 
the  ball  on  the  three  yard  line,  and  rolled  across  for  a  touch- 
down. Jimmy  heeled  Myron's  punt-out  and  kicked  his  usual 
perfect  goal.  Score,  Dartmouth  12.  M 

Holy  Cross  again  chose  to  receive  the  kick-off,  and 
Stankard  ran  the  ball  in  to  the  26  yard  line.  Bullock  was 
through  on  the  next  play,  throwing  Skelley  for  a  loss.  In 
spite  of  this,  two  charges  by  Stankard  brought  first  down, 
and  Holy  Cross  had  just  made  her  distance  again  when  time 
for  the  first  half  was  called,  with  the  ball  on  the  visitors'  37 
yard  line. 

At  the  opening  of  the  second  half  Dartmouth  carried  the 
ball  103  yards  by  straight  football  and  scored  her  third 
touchdown. 

Jimmy  Vaughan  caught  the  kick-off  seven  yards  from  the 
goal,  and  dodged  and  battered  his  way  through  the  visitors 
for  33  yards.  Fierce  charges  by  Knibbs  and  the  halves  sent 
the  oval  rapidly  down  the  field,  the  linesmen  moving  with 
almost  every  play.  Patteson  finally  shot  between  Gilman 
and  Lindsay  for  a  touchdown,  and  Vaughan's  perfect  kick 
made  Dartmouth's  total  18. 

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146  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

The  star  trio,  with  Turner  and  Hooper,  now  retired,  and 
their  places  were  taken  by  Main,  Conley,  Coburn,  Bankart 
and  Pratt. 

Holy  Cross  again  elected  to  receive  the  kick-off,  and 
rushed  the  ball  by  short  gains  to  her  own  46  yard  line. 
There,  being  held  twice,  she  was  forced  to  punt,  but  got  off 
so  poor  a  kick  that  Dartmouth  received  it  on  her  own  50 
yard  line.  The  Green  was  immediately  penalized  for  off-side 
play,  and  failing  to  make  up  the  distance,  surrendered  the 
ball  on  downs  to  the  visitors.  Holy  Cross  carried  the  pigskin 
to  Dartmouth's  32  yard  line,  where  the  Xew  Hampshire  men 
once  more  recovered  it.  The  Worcester  boys  now  gave  way 
very  fast  before  Dartmouth's  fierce  charges,  and  Coburn  and 
Conley  carried  the  ball  down  the  field  at  the  rate  of  eight  or 
10  yards  a  rush.  Time  was  finally  called  with  the  ball  in 
Dartmouth's  hands,  only  31  yards  from  another  touchdown. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Holy  Cross. 

Lindsay    1.  tackle  r Crowther 

Gilman .  .1.  guard  r O'Boyle 

Hooper    center King 

Bullock 1.  end  r Campbell 

Pratt 

Gage    r.  guard  1 Tobin 

Turner r.  tackle  1 O'Donnell 

Bankart 

Glaze . .  r.  end  1 McDonald 

Connor 
Witham    quarter Larkin 

.    Patteson 1.  half-back  r Reid 

Main  McCarthy 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  147 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Skelley 

Coburn  McDonald 

Knibbs    full-back Stankard 

Conley 

Score,  Dartmouth  18,  Holy  Cross  0.  Touchdowns,  Knibbs, 
Patteson  (2).    Goals,  Vaughan  (3).    Time,  15  minute  halves. 


DARTMOUTH  36,  UNIVERSITY  OF  VERMONT  0. 

For  two  years  following  the  tie  game  in  the  fall  of  '00, 
Vermont  had  entertained  the  fallacy  that  she  was  very 
nearly  in  a  class  with  Dartmouth,  and,  without  saying  much, 
had  been  secretly  hoping  to  one  day  surprise  her  neighbor. 
To  be  sure,  even  the  0  to  0  game,  as  the  class  of  '01  will  re- 
member, was  more  or  less  of  a  farce.  It  had  simply  been  the 
old  story  of  loose  play  on  the  part  of  the  superior  team: 
"Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball  to  Vermont's  13  yard  line  and 
fumbled.  Vermont,  unable  to  gain,  punted.  Dartmouth 
advanced  to  Vermont's  seven  yard  line  where  she  fumbled. 
Vermont  tried  the  line  ineffectually,  then  punted.  Dart- 
mouth rushed  the  ball,"  etc.,  ad  nauseam.  Still  those  fig- 
ures: Vermont  0,  Dartmouth  0,  looked  big;  and  marked  a 
red  letter  day  in  Burlington's  athletic  history. 

This  year,  however,  marked  the  death  blow  of  Vermont's 
hopes.  The  frog,  after  all,  was  not  an  ox,  but  a  frog.  In 
30  minutes  of  play  Dartmouth  romped  through,  around  and 
over  the  Burlington  team  on  the  latter's  own  grounds, 
rolling  up  her  score  at  the  rate  of  over  a  point  a  minute. 
The  Hanover  boys  would  have  gotten  better  practice  by 
staying  at  home  and  lining  up  against  the  1907  team. 


148  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

During  the  first  half  Vermont  did  not  once  lay  hands 
upon  the  ball,  except  to  kick  off  four  times. 

Dartmouth  romped  down  the  field  with  ridiculous  ease, 
generally  running  the  kick-off  to  the  middle  of  the  field, 
and  then  sending  Patteson,  Vaughan  and  Conley  around  the 
ends  or  through  the  line,  eight  yards  at  a  clip,  for  the  re- 
maining 50  yards. 

Eight  new  men  went  in  to  continue  the  slaughter  in  the 
second  half,  and  they  did  as  well  as  their  predecessors,  scor- 
ing thrice.  Vermont  received  the  kick-off,  gained  three 
feet  in  two  rushes,  and  punted.  Dartmouth  soon  scored. 
Main  received  U.  V.  M.'s  fifth  kick-off  and  tore  through  the 
home  team  for  35  yards.  Melvin,  on  a  direct  pass,  went 
around  Vermont's  end  for  40  yards,  and  the  fourth  play  sent 
Coburn  across  the  line.  The  Green's  sixth  touchdown,  and 
Main's  goal,  ended  the  scoring.  But  for  good  tackling  on 
the  part  of  Xewton  and  Patteson,  Dartmouth's  score  would 
have  been  much  larger. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Vermont. 

Bullock  1.  end  r Campbell 

Lillard 

Lindsay    1.  tackle  r Page 

Oilman    1.  guard  r Chamberlin 

Smith 

Pratt center Gale 

Gage r.  guard  1 Bates 

Turner  r.  tackle  1 Eanney 

Bankart 

Herr r.  end  1 Patteson 

Glaze 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  149 

Witham  quarter Bassett 

Melvin 

Patteson    1.  half-back  r Woodward 

Main 

Vaughan   r.  half-back  1 Xewton 

Coburn 

Conley   full-back Kendall 

Grover 

Score,  Dartmouth  36,  Vermont  0.  Touchdowns,  Conley, 
Patteson,  Vaughan,  Coburn  (2),  Grover.  Goals,  Vaughan 
(3),  Turner,  Main  (2).  Eeferee,  Mr.  Pendleton  of  Bowdoin. 
Umpire,  Lieutenant  Brett,  II.  S.  M.  A.  Time,  15  minute 
periods. 


DARTMOUTH  34,  UXIOX  0. 

With  six  substitutes  in  her  first  line-up,  Dartmouth 
romped  to  an  easy  victory  over  the  Union  team  in  one  of  the 
most  uninteresting  contests  ever  played  on  Alumni  Oval.  In 
25  minutes  of  play  the  Green  piled  up  34  points,  gaining  al- 
most at  will.  The  visitors  were  very  light  and  wholly  un- 
able to  stop  the  fierce  charges  of  the  Dartmouth  backs.  Had 
it  not  been  for  good  defensive  work  by  Tredick  the  score 
would  have  been  much  larger.  A  pleasing  feature  of  the 
game,  from  a  Dartmouth  point  of  view,  was  the  appearance, 
for  the  first  time  this  season  in  a  regular  game,  of  Amos 
Foster  and  "Mary"  Dillon. 

Union  kicked  off  at  the  beginning  of  the  first  half,  send- 
ing the  ball  38  yards  to  Coburn,  who  ran  it  in  to  the  34  yard 
line.  The  Green's  offensive  machine  now  went  to  work  and 


150  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

in  ten  plays  Main  was  sent  across  the  line  for  a  touchdown, 
scored  within  two  minutes  of  the  kick-off.  Turner  barely 
missed  the  goal. 

Conley  ran  in  the  kick-off  to  the  38  yard  line  and  another 
procession  resulted  in  a  second  touchdown.  Turner  was  suc- 
cessful this  time,  and  the  score  stood  Dartmouth  11. 

Herr  took  Glaze's  place.  A  third  time  the  Dartmouth 
backs  made  their  march  the  length  of  the  field,  and  Main 
scored  his  second  touchdown.  Turner's  goal  made  it  Dart- 
mouth 17. 

The  next  score  took  but  three  plays:  Witham  ran  in  the 
kick-off  to  the  52  yard  line,  Main  skirted  right  end  for  30 
yards,  and  Coburn,  aided  by  the  remarkable  interference  of 
Bullock,  smashed  his  way  through  the  whole  Union  team 
for  the  remaining  distance  to  the  goal.  Turner's  kick  made 
the  score  Dartmouth  .23. 

Union's  kick-off  was  over  the  goal  line  and  Witham  punted 
out  to  the  visitors'  45  yard  line.  Union  tried  to  rush  the 
ball  but  was  unsuccessful,  gaining  only  on  a  short  run  by 
Tredick,  who  picked  up  the  fumbled  ball. 

Dartmouth  put  in  several  new  men  at  the  beginning  of  the 
second  half,  among  them  Amos  Foster,  and  Harris,  Exeter's 
former  quarter-back.  It  was  the  Green's  turn  to  kick  off, 
and  Turner  sent  the  ball  50  yards  to  Holmes,  who  gained  10 
before  being  downed.  Union  made  no  gain,  then  fumbled 
the  ball  and  lost  it.  Dartmouth  was  set  back  for  off-side 
play,  and  being  unable  to  recover  the  distance,  tried  an  on- 
side  kick,  Harris  sending  the  ball  to  the  goal  line,  where 
McCabe  fell  on  it  for  a  touchdown.  Turner  kicked  the  goal. 
Dartmouth  29. 

Melvin,  Grover  and  Dillon  replaced  Harris,  Foster  and 
Coburn  in  the  course  of  Dartmouth's  next  march,  which  car- 


COACH     FOLSOM.  CAPT.     WITHAM. 

ASST.     COACH     GRIFFIN.  TRAINER     BOWLER. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  151 

ried  the  ball  the  length  of  the  field  for  the  Green's  sixth 
touchdown.  Turner's  trial  was  a  failure  and  the  score  stood, 
Dartmouth  34. 

The  rest  of  the  game  was  devoid  of  interest.  Dartmouth 
put  in  several  new  men  and  held  her  visitors  to  no  gain. 
The  home  team  was  twice  penalized  for  off-side  play,  but 
managed  to  make  up  the  distance  each  time,  and  the  game 
ended  with  the  ball  in  our  possession. 

The  senior  class  remembered  a  Dartmouth-Union  game 
which  had  ended  very  differently.  It  was  just  three  years 
before,  that  Alumni  Oval  had  been  the  scene  of  a  disgrace- 
ful tie  game,  0  to  0,  with  the  Schenectady  boys.  But  "nous 
avons  change  tout  cela,"  and  a  new  day  was  come  to  Han- 
over. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Union. 

Bullock   1.  end  r Olmstead 

Lillard  Davis 

Jennings 

Bankart   1.  tackle  r Hayes 

Brown  Kobinson 

Smith    1.  guard  r Lent 

Pratt    center Nutt 

Gage    r.  guard  1 Gilmore 

Turner r.  tackle  1 Dann 

Glaze    r.  end  1 Cooke 

Herr 
Hagburg 

Witham    quarter Raymond 

Harris 
Melvin 
Savage 


152  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Main  1.  half-back  r Tredick 

McCabe 

Coburn .  r.  half-back  1 Patten 

Dillon 

Conley full-back Holmes 

Foster 
Grover 

Score,  Dartmouth  34,  Union  0.  Touchdown?,  Main  (2), 
Conley,  Coburn,  McCabe,  Grover.  Goals,  Turner  (-i).  Um- 
pire, Carleton  of  Bowdoin.  Referee,  Smith  of  Columbia. 
Time,  15  and  10  minute  periods. 


DARTMOUTH  17,  WILLIAMS  0. 

Back  again  on  familiar  ground.  For  the  Cedar  Street 
gridiron  in  Newton  Center  has  been  the  scene  of  many  a 
Dartmouth  battle:  in  the  old  days  it  was  Yale,  and  of  late 
years  Williams,  and  to-day  we  are  here  to  see  the  third 
Williams  game  in  the  new  series. 

It  is  more  or  less  of  a  crucial  year  at  Williams,  for  the 
graduate  system  of  coaching  has  been  introduced,  and  ex- 
Captain  O'Neill,  of  the  championship  '02  team,  has  been 
called  back  as  head  coach.  He  has  had  fair  success  so  far, 
as  his  team  has  beaten  Massachusetts  State  worse  than  Dart- 
mouth beat  them,  and  has  held  the  strong  Columbia  eleven 
to  five  points.  But  to-day's  contest  is  to  decide,  once  for  all, 
whether  Williams  can  consider  herself  in  Dartmouth's  class, 
or  whether  the  Berkshire  men  must  in  future  give  up  all 
hope  of  beating  their  Hanover  neighbors  and  content  them- 
selves with  rivalry  with  Wesleyan.  Williams  has  a  strong 
team;  her  line  is  fast  and  fairly  heavy,  and  she  has  the  same 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  153 

star  back  field  which  has  been  playing  together  for  three 
years.  Jayne,  Watson,  Gutterson,  Durfee  and  Peabody  are 
too  well  known  to  Dartmouth  men  to  need  introduction. 
They  are  the  best  backs  that  Williams  has  had  since  the  days 
of  Street,  Garfield  and  the  Drapers.  But  Dartmouth  has 
some  backs,  too.  Williams  has  vivid  memories  of  Witham 
and  Vaughan,  of  Conley,  and,  above  all,  of  Dillon.  And  this 
year,  for  the  first  time,  the  backs  have  a  line  in  front  of 
them  which  is  of  a  calibre  equal  to  their  own.  The  average 
weight  of  the  New  Hampshire  eleven  is  187  pounds,  while 
the  Berkshire  men  are  12  pounds  lighter.  As  we  look  them 
over  now  the  big  limbs  of  Hooper  and  Gage,  and  the  tall 
forms  of  Lindsay,  Gilman  and  Turner  present  a  huge  ap- 
pearance when  contrasted  with  Willams'  linemen.  Outside 
of  these  five  forwards  the  teams  seem  to  be  evenly  matched 
in  size. 

It  is  a  miserable  day  for  a  game.  From  the  low  gray 
clouds  comes  a  steady  downpour  of  rain,  drenching  players 
and  spectators  alike,  and  making  the  field  one  great  bog,  re- 
lieved here  and  there  by  large  sized  puddles.  Yet  glancing 
about,  we  see  six  thousand  people  gathered  on  all  sides  of 
the  enclosure.  As  usual,  Hanover  is  deserted,  and  half  of 
Williams  College  is  down  here,  too.  Great  crowds  of  alumni 
from  Boston  are  present,  and  the  usual  Dartmouth  reunion 
is  taking  place.  Familiar  faces  and  familiar  voices  on  all 
sides  of  us  recall  the  days  when  we,  too,  piled  high  the  bon- 
fire on  the  campus,  and,  clad  in  white,  danced  around  it  till 
the  clock  struck  12.  . 

But  it  is  after  3  o'clock,  and  the  rain,  instead  of  abating,  is 
coming  down  still  harder.  And  so,  amid  the  loyal  cheers  of 
the  rooters,  the  teams  are  spread  out,  Dartmouth  to  kick  off, 
Williams  to  defend  the  south  goal.  Turners  kick-off  is 


154  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

caught  by  Gutterson,  on  the  Purple's  14  yard  mark  and  is 
run  in  16  yards.  Watson  punts  immediately  to  "Pat/'  who 
runs  the  ball  in  to  the  very  center  of  the  field.  Dartmouth's 
offense  now  gets  to  work,  and  by  the  long  gains  of  Yaughan 
and  Conley,  the  pigskin  is  worked  rapidly  down  to  the  Pur- 
ple's 22  yard  line.  Already  the  rooters  are  crying  "touch- 
down," but  somebody  has  fumbled,  and  a  Williams  man  is 
on  the  ball.  Watson  goes  back  for  a  punt,  but  the  ball  is 
passed  too  low.  Still  he  tries  to  kick,  but  a  long  body  dives 
through  the  air,  and  he  is  down.  Another  attempt  at  a  punt 
follows  Mat's  beautiful  tackle,  and  this  time  Watson  gets  it 
away.  A  gasp  goes  up  from  the  Dartmouth  stand,  for  "Pat," 
with  the  rain  driving  into  his  eyes,  muffs  the  ball,  and  a 
Williams  man  is  on  it.  Hoping  for  a  second  accident,  Wil- 
liams punts  again,  but  Pat  clings  to  the  slippery  ball  on  the 
Green's  30  yard  line.  Here  they  come,  smashing  down  the 
field  again,  five  yards  at  a  clip.  Again  it  looks  like  a  march 
to  the  goal,  but  on  Williams'  40  yard  line  the  umpire  inter- 
feres. Myron  has  just  run  with  the  ball,  and  evidently  cut 
in  too  near  the  center.  Hello!  it  is  Williams'  ball,  and  Wat- 
son is  gone  back  for  another  punt.  There  it  goes,  high  into 
the  air.  Pat  has  nabbed  it,  and  again  Dartmouth  begins  her 
march.  Again  the  umpire  steps  in,  setting  the  Green  back 
ten  yards  for  off-side  play.  Myron  tries  an  on-side  kick,  but 
Williams  is  awake  and  secures  the  ball  at  the  very  center  of 
the  field.  Still  clinging  to  the  kicking  game,  Williams  sends 
a  high  punt  to  "Pat,"  who  a  second  time  fails  to  hold  the 
slippery  oval,  and  a  Williams  man  is  on  it,  just  32  yards  from 
the  Green's  goal.  N"ow  for  the  first  time  does  the  Purple 
rush  the  ball.  Smash!  a  yard  gained;  smash!  half  a  yard 
gained.  It  is  a  hopeless  attempt,  and  Lewis  goes  back  to 
try  a  goal  from  the  field.  The  Dartmouth  linemen  come 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  155 

through  fast,  and  the  best  he  can  do  is  to  get  off  a  short 
punt,  which  Patteson  gathers  in  at  the  five  yard  line. 
Dartmouth  now  smashes  her  way  down  the  field  five  yards 
at  a  play,  and  has  gained  78  yards  when  a  fumble 
gives  the  ball  once  more  to  Williams.  One  rush,  however, 
and  a  Berkshire  man  drops  the  leather,  and  Lindsay  is  on 
it  like  a  shot.  Two  smashing  gains,  and  Dartmouth  is  set 
back  20  yards  for  holding.  Witham.  calls  Glaze  to  the  rear 
and  kneels  as  he  gives  the  signal  for  the  ball  to  come  back. 
A  beautiful  pass  by  Hooper,  straight  into  the  captain's 
hands,  and  the  latter,  rising  quickly,  passes  the  ball  to  Glaze 
and  they  are  off  like  a  shot.  Man  after  man  is  bowled  over 
by  Myron,  and  when  the  runner  is  finally  brought  down,  he 
has  gained  some  24  yards.  In  the  mean  time,  Pat  has  been 
hurt,  and  his  place  is  taken  by  "Mary"  Dillon.  Three  fierce 
charges  eat  up  the  remaining  13  yards  and  the  Green's  first 
touchdown,  delayed  by  four  fumbles  and  three  penalties,  has 
come  at  last.  A  roar  of  applause  from  the  rooters,  followed 
by  another  as  Jimmy,  in  spite  of  wind  and  rain,  kicks  a  diffi- 
cult goal. 

The  teams  change  goals,  and  Watson  sends  a  swift  kick-off 
to  Gilman.  It  is  more  than  Joe  can  hold,  and  a  Williams 
man  dives  for  it,  at  the  43  yard  line.  A  rush,  and  Williams 
gains  two  yards.  On  the  next  play  Bullock  downs  Peabody, 
throwing  him  back  to  the  49  yard  line.  Watson  sends  a  punt 
to  Dillon  and  "Mary"  recovers  12  yards,  slipping  finally  in 
the  mud.  Several  line  plunges  drive  the  ball  to  the  Green's 
37  yard  line,  where  time  is  called. 

Witham  receives  Williams'  kick-off,  at  the  beginning  of 
the  second  half,  and  runs  it  in  to  the  37  yard  line.  Fast 
play  carries  the  ball  to  the  Purple's  42  yard  line,  where 
Dartmouth's  fifth  fumble  gives  the  ball  to  Williams.  After 


156  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

two  rushes  the  Berkshire  men  find  themselves  five  yards  be- 
hind where  they  started,  owing  to  a  beautiful  tackle  by  Gage. 
Watson  sends  a  50  yard  punt  over  Dillon's  head,  but  "Mary" 
gathers  it  in  on  the  20  yard  line  and  recovers  16.  Using  a 
fast  wing  shift,  Dartmouth  now  sweeps  Williams  back  rap- 
idly, gaining  from  five  to  eight  yards  every  play.  At  Wil- 
liams' 22  yard  line,  the  umpire  takes  a  hand  in  the  game  once 
more,  setting  the  Green  back  20  yards  for  holding,  and  10 
more  for  off-side  play.  Two  ripping  plays,  Dillon  through 
tackle,  make  up  the  greater  part  of  the  lost  ground,  but  on 
third  down  with  eight  yards  to  go,  an  on-side  kick  gives  the 
ball  to  Williams  on  her  own  23  yard  line.  Watson's  punt 
sends  the  ball  to  Dillon  in  mid-field,  and  Dartmouth  jumps 
down  the  field  faster  than  ever.  On  the  Purple's  27  yard 
line  Witham's  agility  saves  the  ball  from  going  to  Williams 
on  another  fumble.  Again  Dartmouth  is  set  back  20  yards 
for  holding,  but  two  smashing  plays  through  the  line,  with 
Dillon  carrying  the  ball,  make  up  the  lost  distance.  Over  at 
last,  and  a  great  yell  goes  up,  but  once  more  the  umpire  steps 
in,  putting  Dartmouth  back  to  the  12  yard  line,  with  the 
goal  to  make  for  first  down.  Dillon  makes  a  great  effort,  but 
is  stopped  four  yards  from  the  line  and  the  ball  goes  to 
Williams  on  downs.  And  now,  with  her  backs  behind  their 
own  goal,  Williams  once  more  sends  Watson  back  to  punt. 
But  the  Hanover  boys  are  through  from  all  directions; 
Witham  blocks,  and,  picking  up  the  ball,  throws  himself  over 
for  a  touchdown.  A  high  wind  and  a  difficult  angle  cause 
Vaughan  to  miss  his  only  goal  in  the  whole  season.  Score, 
Dartmouth  11. 

Williams  eidently  has  chosen  to  receive  the  kick-off,  for 
Turner  is  setting  up  the  ball.  It  sails  down  the  field  to  Gut- 
terson,  who  carries  it  back  to  the  25  yard  line.  Watson  punts 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  157 

immediately,  and  it  is  Dartmouth's  ball  on  her  own  45  yard 
line.  And  now,  with  no  more  interruptions  from  fumbles 
and  penalties,  Dartmouth  smashes  her  way  down  the  field 
once  more.  A  short  halt  occurs,  till  Conley  can  get  the  water 
out  of  his  lungs.  He  has  landed  in  the  middle  of  a  young 
lake,  and  has  been  nearly  drowned,  with  men  of  both  teams 
piled  on  him.  Dave  Main  goes  in  for  "Mary"  Dillon,  and 
Dartmouth's  advance  continues.  It  takes  just  15  plays  to 
cover  the  65  yards,  and  Conley  shoots  across  the  line.  Jim- 
my's goal  makes  our  total  17. 

With  15  seconds  to  play  the  teams  line  up  again,  and 
Jimmy  Vaughan  sets  the  crowd  wild  by  a  beautiful  broken 
field  run.  From  his  own  five  yard  line  he  carries  the  leather 
55  yards  through  the  whole  Williams  team.  But  the  referee's 
whistle  ends  the  unequal  contest. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Williams. 

Bullock   1.  end  r Stocking 

Jaeckel 
Lindsay 1.  tackle  r Bixby 

Boy  son 

Gilman 1.  guard  r Dennett 

Hooper center Campbell 

Pease 

Gage r.  guard  1 Jones 

Turner  r.  tackle  1 Murray 

Glaze  r.  end  1 Lewis 

Curtiss 
Witham  quarter Jayne 

WTilbur 


158  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Patteson 1.  half-back  r Watson 

Dillon  Durfee 

Main 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Gutterson 

Conley full-back Peabody 

Score,  Dartmouth  17,  Williams  0.  Touchdowns,  Vaughan, 
Witham,  Conley.  Goals,  Vaughan  (2).  Umpire,  Mr.  Dad- 
mun  of  W.  P.  I.  Keferee,  Mr.  Pendleton  of  Bowdoin.  Time, 
25  and  20  minute  periods. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Hooper  at  center  was  as  steady  and  unmovable  as  a  rock. 
His  handling  of  the  wet  ball  was  remarkable;  all  the  fumbles 
were  made  by  the  backs.  Joe  Gilman  tore  great  holes  in  the 
purple's  line,  and  a  good  many  of  Dartmouth's  gains  were 
made  through  him.  Turner  and  Lindsay  were  impregnable 
on  the  defense,  and  were  much  in  evidence  when  Dartmouth 
had  the  ball.  Bullock  was  the  same  wonderful  end  as  ever. 
Had  he  been  able  to  go  through  the  season  without  injury 
Dartmouth  would  have  had  another  man  on  the  All-America 
team. 

How  much  Dartmouth  outclassed  her  rivals  can  best  be 
seen  from  the  following  figures:  Dartmouth  rushed  the  ball 
217  yards  in  the  first  half,  218  in  the  second,  a  total  of  435 
for  the  whole  game,  and  this  ought  to  be  enough,  under  ordi- 
nary conditions,  to  score  six  or  seven  touchdowns.  Williams 
gained  a  total  of  10  yards  in  six  rushes  and  lost  so  much 
ground  on  her  other  attempts  that  her  average  per  rush  for 
the  entire  game  was  about  minus  one  and  a  half  yards. 

Usually  it  is  the  heavier  team  which  is  benefitted  by  wet 
weather,  but  on  this  occasion  the  wet  ground  and  slippery 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  159 

ball  robbed  Dartmouth  of  score  after  score.  It  was  unsafe, 
even  for  the  Green's  fast  backs,  to  try  end  running,  and  the 
account  of  the  game  will  show  the  reader  how  often  sure 
touchdowns  were  lost  through  inability  to  cling  to  the  ball. 
On  a  dry  day  the  score  would  have  been  36  to  0,  at  least,  in 
Dartmouth's  favor. 


PRINCETON  17,  DARTMOUTH  0. 

On  Saturday,  October  24th,  Dartmouth  met  her  only  de- 
feat of  the  season  and  lost,  to  Princeton,  the  right  to  claim 
the  football  championship  of  the  year. 

The  most  unsportsmanlike  thing  that  can  be  done  by  a 
beaten  team  or  its  partisans  is  to  attribute  their  defeat  to  the 
grounds,  the  weather,  the  officials,  to  bad  luck  in  general,  to 
anything  and  everything  but  the  superior  playing  of  their 
opponents.  Such  is  far  from  our  intention  in  the  case  of  this 
game.  Be  it  acknowledged  here  and  now,  that  the  team 
which  represented  Princeton  on  the  New  Jersey  university's 
field  on  October  24th,  1903,  was  better  than  the  team  which 
went  down  from  New  Hampshire  to  meet  them. 

There  is  something,  however,  which  must  be  explained. 
On  November  14th  this  Princeton  team,  although  victorious, 
was  outclassed  by  Yale  in  every  essential  of  the  game  except 
that  of  clinging  to  the  ball.  But  for  three  disastrous 
fumbles,  the  score  would  have  been  24  to  0  in  favor  of  the 
Blue.  On  November  21st  the  same  Yale  team,  with  this 
error  corrected,  went  to  Cambridge  and  won  exactly  the  same 
kind  of  a  victory  that  Princeton  had  achieved  on  the  Satur- 
day preceding.  Three  passes  by  Harvard's  center  over  the 
head  of  the  giant  Le  Moyne  gave  Yale  three  touchdowns,  yet 
three  times  the  Crimson  attack  carried  the  ball  almost  to 


160  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Yale's  goal,  where  miserable  fumbling  threw  the  game  away. 
Harvard  out-rushed  Yale,  just  as  Yale  had  out-rushed 
Princeton,  by  two  yards  to  one.  The  Crimson  defense  could 
stop  the  Blue's  advance  and  the  Crimson  offense  played  havoc 
with  the  rush  line  from  New  Haven.  Yet  this  same  Harvard 
team,  while  still  unbeaten  and  hopeful,  had  been  helpless  as 
children  before  the  strength  of  Dartmouth.  Sixty-seven 
consecutive  yards  they  were  pushed  back  in  the  first  half,  and 
83  in  the  second,  and  their  boasted  attack,  which  ripped  up 
Penn.  and  ploughed  through  Yale,  was  powerless  against  the 
rush  line  of  the  Green. 

But  how  could  this  all  be?  Was  this  the  same  Dartmouth 
team  which  was  defeated  by  Princeton?  No,  it  was  not.  Of 
the  eleven  men  who  began  the  Harvard  game,  four,  Lindsay, 
Patteson,  Clough  and  Foster,  were  in  such  poor  shape  that 
they  were  not  taken  on  the  Princeton  trip  at  all,  and  two 
others,  Vaughan  and  Turner,  were  so  sick  that  they  would 
never  have  been  allowed  to  play  had  there  been  anybody  to 
put  into  their  places.  Turner's  right  arm  was  absolutely  use- 
less, hanging  limp  from  the  shoulder,  and  it  was  on  this,  his 
right  side,  that  Princeton  scored  two  of  her  touchdowns. 

The  game  was  by  far  the  roughest  that  Dartmouth  has 
played  since  the  Yale  game  of  1900.  In  the  third  play  of  the 
game  Mat  Bullock  was  knocked  flat  by  one  of  the  Princeton 
ends,  and  before  he  could  rise  the  other  landed  heavily  on 
him,  disabling  him  for  the  rest  of  the  season.  Glaze  was 
blocked  off,  as  he  attempted  to  tackle  De  Witt,  with  so  much 
force  that  he  was  stunned  and  had  to  be  taken  out  of  the 
game.  Dillon  banged  his  eye  against  the  fist  of  a  Princeton 
player,  and  was  blinded  in  consequence  and  had  to  retire. 
Bill  Knibbs  was  taken  out  from  under  a  pile  so  badly  used  up 
that  he  did  not  get  into  the  line-up  again  until  the  last  half 
of  the  Harvard  game. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  161 

The  following  quotations  from  "The  Princetonian,"  with 
comments  upon  them,  may  be  interesting: 

"Xotwithstanding  the  superior  weight  of  the  Dartmouth 
line,  the  Princeton  line  was  easily  its  match,  the  advantage 
of  weight  being  offset  by  Princeton's  quickness  in  starting." 

Dartmouth's  line  averaged  192 1-7  pounds  per  man, 
Princeton's  189  2-7,  an  advantage  of  three  pounds  for  the 
New  Hampshire  college.  Princeton's  backs,  however,  were 
so  heavy  that  they  brought  the  team  average  up  to  184 
pounds,  two  pounds  and  a  fraction  greater  than  that  of  the 
Hanover  eleven. 

"In  the  first  half,"  says  "The  Princetonian,"  "Princeton 
seemed  unable  to  gain  ground,  making  but  four  first  downs 
in  the  30  minutes  of  play.  Dartmouth's  fumbles  were  fre- 
quent and  costly,  and  one  of  them,  on  the  eight  yard  line,  re- 
sulted in  a  touchdown  for  Princeton." 

The  Princeton  ends,  the  fastest  and  deadliest  pair  of  the 
year,  had  an  arrangement  by  which  they  avoided  colliding  as 
they  tackled  a  man  catching  a  punt,  whereby  Henry  struck 
him  at  the  knees  and  Davis  a  little  above  the  waist. 

A  member  of  the  Dartmouth  eleven,  in  a  letter  to  the 
writer,  says:  "It  was  one  fellow's  duty  not  only  to  tackle 
near  the  ball  but  to  wrench  it  away.  Our  man  was  tackled 
almost  every  time  before  catching  the  punt.  Davis  was 
penalized  once  for  it." 

To  continue  with  "The  Princetonian":  "Dartmouth's 
heavy  line  proved  very  effective  on  the  offense  and  was  at 
times  impregnable  to  the  aggressive  attacks  of  the  Prince- 
ton backs.  Princeton  still  showed  a  tendency  to  start  before 
the  ball  was  passed,  and  had  the  Dartmouth  quarter-back 
taken  advantage  of  this  off-side  play,  the  University  team 
would  have  been  penalized  frequently.  The  most  effective 


162  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

play  of  the  Dartmouth  team  was  the  wing  shift,  which 
gained  almost  at  will  through  tackle.  Knibbs  at  full-back 
was  a  steady  ground  gainer,  advancing  the  ball  almost  entire- 
ly by  straight  plunges  through  the  center.  The  only  ap- 
parent weakness  in  the  Dartmouth  line  was  at  right  tackle, 
through  which  most  of  Princeton's  gains  were  made." 

Fancy  Leigh  Turner,  who,  in  every  other  game  that  he 
played,  was  the  strongest  man  in  the  Dartmouth  team,  picked 
out  for  the  one  weak  spot  in  our  line.  Yet,  crippled  as  he 
was,  this  was  the  truth  that  day.  Hooper,  pitted  against 
Short,  more  than  held  his  own,  while  Joe  Gilman  handled 
the  great  John  De  Witt  as  though  the  latter  were  but  a  child. 
To  tell  the  truth,  although  De  Witt's  great  kicking  and  the 
.speed  and  agility  with  which  he  could  carry  his  210  pounds 
would  make  him  a  most  valuable  man  to  any  eleven,  he  was 
not  an  A  No.  1  guard.  This  is  not  said,  however,  to  detract 
from  Joe  Oilman's  playing,  for  he  put  up  a  grand  game  that 
day,  as  he  always  has  done  and  always  will  do,  in  a  contest 
where  Dartmouth  is  losing.  Fred  Brown  gave  Beed  all  he 
wanted,  and  Gage  was  more  than  a  match  for  Dillon. 
Witham  was  not  up  to  his  usual  form,  by  any  means,  and 
showed  poor  headwork  at  one  or  two  important  points  in  the 
game.  Dillon,  and  especially  Knibbs,  did  great  work  behind 
the  line,  while  Yaughan,  although  sick  and  run  down  seven 
pounds  in  weight,  played  to  his  limit.  The  substitute  backs, 
Main,  Coburn  and  Conley,  who  went  into  the  game  in  the 
latter  part  of  the  second  period,  made  great  gains  through 
the  Princeton  line.  What  would  we  have  not  given  to  have 
had  "Ame"  Foster  and  "Pat,"  "Bill"  Lindsay  and  Clough  in 
the  game,  with  Turner  and  Yaughan  in  good  health  and 
strength! 

Bullock  lasted  but  three  plays,  and  Glaze  was  put  out  in 
the  first  play  of  the  second  half,  having  been  injured 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  16-i 

previously.  Lillard  and  Herr  played  good  ball,  but  they  were 
"up  against  the  real  thing"  in  Davis  and  Henry.  McCornack 
ha<l  taught  his  two  ends  to  run  back  so  as  to  bloqk  off  oppos- 
ing ends  near  the  defensive  full-back,  but  Mr.  Folsom  had 
insisted  on  their  intercepting  their  opponents  at  the  line  of 
scrimmage.  This  method  proved  entirely  powerless  to  stop 
Princeton's  fast  pair,  who  generally  nailed  the  Dartmouth 
full-back  in  his  tracks  (or  better  still,  knocked  the  ball  out 
of  his  hands!)  while  Vetterlein  generally  managed  to  run  in 
some  distance  before  being  downed. 

When  all  has  been  said  the  fact  remains  that  although 
Dartmouth  was  in  poor  condition  for  a  first-class  contest, 
and  was  not  half  the  team  that  she  was  three  weeks  later, 
nevertheless  on  October  24th  she  encountered  a  stronger  and 
more  skilful  team  and  was  defeated. 

In  spite  of  the  450  miles  to  be  traveled,  a  goodly  crowd  of 
students  went  down  to  Princeton  to  see  the  game,  and  with 
some  hundred  and  fifty  graduates  and  sympathizers  from 
New  York  and  vicinity  yelled  and  cheered  frantically  for  the 
."New  Hampshire  men.  Fred  Bennis,  "Pap"  Abbott  and  Paul 
Eedington  were  the  cheermasters. 

.  De  "Witt's  kick-off  was  over  the  goal,  and  Wit  ham  punted 
out  from  the  25  yard  line.  De  Witt  fumbled  the  ball,  but 
chased  it  back  five  yards  and  fell  on  it.  Two  charges  at  the 
line  proved  ineffectual,  and  De  Witt  punted.  Dartmouth 
rushed  the  ball  eight  yards,  then  punted.  Again  Prince- 
ton was  unable  to  gain  ground,  and  punted  to  our  30  yard 
mark.  Meanwhile,  as  has  been  told,  Dartmouth  had  been  de- 
prived, in  the  course  of  the  first  kick,  of  her  veteran  end,  her 
star  of  three  seasons'  play.  Witham  was  gaining  a  little  in 
his  exchanges  with  De  Witt  and  punted  again.  A  third  time 
Princeton  could  not  pierce  the  Hanover  line,  and  was  forced 
to  kick  or  surrender  the  ball  on  downs.  Dillon  ran  the  punt 


164  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

in  10  yards,  and  Dartmouth  smashed  her  way  up  the  field  for 
17  more.  Vaughan  was  thrown  for  no  gain,  and  Wit  ham's 
quarter-back  kick  failed  to  catch  Princeton  napping.  It  was 
Princeton's  ball  on  her  own  35  yard  line.  De  Witt  punted 
at  once,  Davis  tackled  Vaughan  before  he  had  caught  the 
ball,  and  Princeton  secured  it.  The  umpire  gave  Dartmouth 
10  yards,  but  left  the  ball  in  Princeton's  possession.  Again 
Princeton  kicked,  and  her  ends  sent  the  leather  out  of 
Glaze's  hands.  It  was  Princeton's  ball  only  eight  yards  from 
the  line.  Four  plunges,  and  it  was  over.  Dartmouth  lined 
up  behind  her  own  goal  posts  for  the  first  time  this  season, 
and  watched  Vetterlein  kick  the  goal.  Princeton  6. 

Dartmouth  chose  to  receive  the  kick-off,  and  Vaughan 
caught  the  ball  on  the  five  yard  line,  recovering  10  yards. 
Dartmouth  made  eight  yards  in  three  plunges,  then  Glaze 
caught  Henry  napping,  skirted  the  end  and  ran  down  the 
field  with  only  Vetterlein  in  his  path.  He  dodged  the  latter, 
and  ran  on,  pursued  hotly  by  the  Tiger  ends  and  Miller,  their 
10-second  full-back.  At  the  25  yard  line  the  latter  was  near 
enough  to  dive,  and  amidst  the  frantic  yells  of  the  Xew  Jer- 
sey men  he  stretched  Glaze  on  the  ground,  just  22  yards 
from  the  goal.  The  Dartmouth  supporters  were  wild  at  this 
65  yard  run,  and  were  madly  yelling  "Touchdown,"  as  Knibbs 
ploughed  through  for  four  yards.  Dillon  repeated  the  dose, 
and  it  looked  as  though  Dartmouth  would  tie  the  score. 
Smash!  Two  yards  more  for  Knibbs.  Bang!  A  yard  and  a 
half  for  Vaughan.  Charge!  Another  gain,  and  the  distance 
had  to  be  measured.  It  was  Princeton's  ball  on  downs,  and 
Dartmouth  had  lost  her  great  chance.  Princeton  sent  De 
Witt  back  for  a  fake  kick,  but  the  Tiger  captain  was  thrown 
for  a  loss  on  his  own  four  yard  line.  Vetterlein  went  back  to 
punt,  but  Short's  pass  was  poor,  and  except  for  extraordinary 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  1  b'o 

quickness  and  agility  on  the  part  of  the  Tigers'  quarter,  who 
jumped  to  one  side  as  he  punted,  the  kick  must  have  been 
blocked,  for  the  Dartmouth  men  were  through  fast. 
Vaughan  ran  the  ball  in  five  yards,  and  Dartmouth  began 
her  attack  again.  On  the  32  yard  line,  after  10  yards  had 
been  gained,  Henry  threw  Vaughan  for  a  loss,  and  Witham 
punted  to  the  goal  line.  Two  exchanges  of  kicks  followed, 
Princeton  rushing  the  ball  just  10  yards,  but  gaining  ground 
in  running  back  kicks.  Lillard  was  not  up  to  the  form  that 
he  showed  later  in  the  season,  and  Glaze  had  been  kicked  in 
the  head  and  was  not  himself.  Thus,  without  further  scor- 
ing, the  first  half  ended.  Dartmouth  had  outrushed  the 
Tigers,  119  yards  to  28,  had  showed  herself  stronger,  both 
on  offense  and  defense,  but  had  been  decidedly  weaker  in 
open  play,  the  handling  and  running  back  of  punts. 

The  beginning  of  the  second  half  still  further  emphasized 
this  weakness  of  the  Hanover  eleven.  De  Witt  caught  the 
kick-off  on  his  four  yard  line,  and  started  for  the  side  of  the 
field.  Glaze  closed  in  on  him,  but  a  Tiger  half-back  inter- 
fered, and  left  the  Dartmouth  man,  stunned, '  upon  the 
ground.  Turner  tried  to  tackle  him  with  one  arm,  but  was 
shaken  off.  Like  a  runaway  locomotive  the  big  guard  dashed 
on,  but  was  downed  at  last  by  Dillon,  only  26  yards  from  a 
touchdown.  This  80  yard  run  seemed  to  take  the  heart  out 
of  Dartmouth,  and  Princeton  was  correspondingly  elated. 
One  plunge  took  the  ball  off  the  checkerboard,  then  Cooney 
was  brought  back  and  went  through  between  Turner  and 
Herr  for  gain  after  gain.  Six  plays  took  Princeton  to  the 
five  yard  line,  and  three  more  netted  the  remaining  distance 
to  the  goal.  Vetterlein's  lack  was  perfect,  and  the  score 
stood,  Princeton  12. 


166  FOOTBALL   AT   DAKTMOUTH. 

Dartmouth  again  chose  to  receive  the  kick-off  and,  running 
it  in  15  yards,  proceeded  to  smash  her  way  up  the  field  again 
for  33  yards  more.  At  the  middle  of  the  field  Main,  who  had 
just  replaced  Dillon,  was  thrown  for  a  loss,  and  "\Vitham 
punted  to  Princeton's  23  yard  line.  The  kick  was  run  in 
some  nine  yards,  and  after  one  unsuccessful  rush  De  Witt 
punted  to  Dartmouth's  40  yard  line.  Again  Dartmouth 
started  to  gain,  but  fumbled  after  making  twelve  yards;  still, 
however,  retaining  the  ball.  On  the  next  play  Dartmouth 
was  penalized  20  yards  for  holding.  Here  Witham  showed 
poor  judgment,  for  instead  of  carrying  the  ball  back  four 
yards  for  a  first  down  or  punting,  he  attempted  to  make  up 
the  lost  distance  by  himself  running  with  the  ball  on  a  direct 
pass.  Against  ordinary  opponents  this  might  have  worked, 
but  Davis  and  Henry  were  not  the  kind  to  allow  it.  He  was 
thrown  after  gaining  two  yards,  and  it  was  Princeton's  ball 
on  downs  on  Dartmouth's  35  yard  line.  Kafer  circled  Herr 
for  26  yards,  De  Witt  plunged  through  Turner  for  five  yards, 
and  three  more  plays  took  it  across.  De  Witt's  attempt  was  a 
failure  and  the  score  stood  17  to  0. 

The  teams  changed  goals,  and  Coburn  went  in  for 
Vaughan.  Conley  had  already  replaced  Knibbs,  so  that  none 
of  Dartmouth's  original  backs  were  now  in  the  game. 

A  third  time  De  Witt  kicked  to  the  five  yard  line,  and 
Dartmouth,  running  the  ball  in  10  yards,  began  to  gain 
ground  faster  than  ever.  Fred  Brown,  Joe  Oilman  and 
Hooper  opened  up  great  holes  in  the  line  and  the  substitute 
backs  romped  through  for  gain  after  gain.  Fifty-five  yards 
they  made  in  15  rushes,  but  the  whistle  cut  them  short,  with 
the  ball  40  yards  from  a  touchdown. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  167 

Summary : 

Dartmouth.  Princeton. 

Bullock    1.  end  r Henry 

Lillard 

Brown 1.  tackle  r Reed 

Gilmaii    1.  guard  r De  Witt 

Hooper    center Short 

Gage  r.  guard  1 Dillon 

Turner  r.  tackle  1 Cooney 

Glaze   r.  end  1 Davis 

Herr 

Witham    quarter Vetterlein 

Burke 

Dillon    1.  half-back  r Kafer 

Main  Stevens 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Hart 

Coburn 

Knibbs full-back Miller 

Conley  McClave 

Score,  Princeton  17,  Dartmouth  0.  Touchdowns,  Kafer, 
Cooney,  McClave.  Goals,  Vetterlein  (2).  Umpire,  Boyle  of 
Pennsylvania.  Eeferee,  Snow  of  Michigan.  Time,  30  and 
25  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Dillon  of  Princeton  is  an  Exeter  man,  and  a  brother  of 
Dillon  of  Dartmouth. 

The  Dartmouth  players  were  much  displeased  with  the 
decisions  of  the  umpire. 


168  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

"Princeton  was  lucky  to  have  won  from  Dartmouth.  Those 
who  saw  the  game  say  that  nothing  but  tricks  of  Fate  de- 
feated Dartmouth  and  that  the  champion  team  of  the  year 
was  outplayed  in  every  department  of  the  game." — Head 
Coach  Williams  of  Penn.  in  the  New  York  Journal. 

Princeton's  old  half-back,  "Bose"  Reiter,  who  was  Wes- 
leyan's  coach  this  year,  saw  the  P.-D.  game,  and  after  the 
Dartmouth- Wesleyan  game  told  Manager  Gray  that  Dart- 
mouth really  had  the  strongest  team  in  the  East.  In  his 
opinion  Dartmouth  could  have  defeated  Yale  on  October 
31st,  and  he  thought  then  that  Yale  was  destined  to  defeat 
Princeton,  as,  indeed,  she  should  have  done. 

The  following  table  gives  the  weights  of  the  men  who 
faced  each  other,  as  well  as  the  team  averages: 

Lillard  150 182  Henry 

Brown  176 174  Reed 

Gilman  220 210  De  Witt 

Hooper  236 201  Short 

Gage  199 192  Dillon 

Turner  211 186  Cooney 

Glaze  153 180  Davis 

Witham  170 170  Vetterlein 

Dillon  165 187  Kafer 

Vaughan  156 166  Hart 

Knibbs  163 175  Miller 

Dartmouth's  average,  181  8-11. 
Princeton's  average,  18310-11. 

The  following  chart  will  show  how  Dartmouth  rushed  the 
ball  225  yards,  Princeton  64,  yet  won  the  game  through  the 
work  of  Davis,  Henry  and  De  Witt: 


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170  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

DARTMOUTH  34,  WESLEYAN  6. 

No  game  of  the  season  so  well  illustrates  Dartmouth's  rise 
in  the  football  world  as  her  easy  victory,  with  a  substitute 
eleven,  over  the  team  representing  her  once  victorious  rival, 
Wesleyan.  When,  in  the  fall  of  1892,  Wesleyan  sent  her 
team  up  to  Hanover,  it  was  with  the  feeling  that  they  were 
to  play  a  light  practice  game;  for  Wesleyan  had  once  beaten 
Harvard,  and  played  an  annual  match  with  Pennsylvania. 
So  that  it  was  a  very  disgusted  band  of  Methodists  who  left, 
that  night,  for  Middletown,  after  a  fierce  contest  which 
ended,  thanks  to  the  great  playing  of  Bill  Eandall,  '96,  in 
their  defeat,  20  to  4.  Still,  in  '97,  when  Dartmouth  had 
beaten  Amherst  54  to  0  and  Williams  52  to  0,  and  was  seek- 
ing foemen  more  worthy  of  her  steel,  it  was  toward  Brown 
and  Wesleyan  that  she  looked.  And  then,  for  three  years 
in  succession,  Dartmouth's  three  worst  teams  in  recent  years 
saw  Wesleyan  celebrate  victories  over  the  Green:  23  to  5, 
11  to  0,  and  16  to  5.  Mac's  return,  however,  and  1905's  ad- 
vent brought  a  reversal  of  power,  and  two  victories,  29  to  12 
and  12  to  5,  had  brought  the  score  in  games  up  to  "3  all" 
and  the  points  to  71  apiece. 

This  year  Wesleyan  had  her  usual  fast  team.  She  had  held 
Columbia  to  a  very -low  score  and  had  scored  six  points  on 
Harvard  to  the  latter's  17.  This  record  would  have  been 
enough  to  make  her  a  formidable  opponent  to  an  ordinary 
small-college  team.  But,  strong  and  confident,  Dartmouth 
began  the  game  with  five  substitutes  in  her  line,  and  before 
the  contest  was  over  put  in  10  new  men,  all  from  the  ranks 
of  the  second  eleven.  The  two  elevens  were  thus  very  equal 
in  weight,  Dartmouth  averaging  175,  Wesleyan  173  pounds 
per  man.  In  spite  of  this  the  contest  was  very  uninteresting 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  171 

throughout.  Wesleyan  made  her  distance  but  twice  during 
the  first  half,  although  Hanlon  scored  their  only  .touchdown 
by  picking  up  a  fumbled  ball  and  running  60  yards  with  it. 
In  the  second  half,  by  means  of  trick  plays  and  end  runs, 
Wrsleyan  carried  the  ball  to  the  Green's  eight  yard  line, 
where  Dartmouth's  second  eleven  stopped  them  short.  Un- 
fortunate fumbles  by  Wesleyan  aided  Dartmouth  in  scoring 
her  first  two  touchdowns;  but  on  the  other  hand  penalties 
robbed  the  Green  of  two  other  scores,  both  made  on  long 
runs. 

The  Dartmouth  backs  were  as  irresistible  as  usual,  espe- 
cially Amos  Foster,  who  celebrated  his  return  to  the  team  by 
playing  a  smashing  game. 

In  the  second  half  Bill  Clough,  who  had  recently  returned 
to  college,  was  given  a  trial  at  his  old  position,  right  guard, 
and  showed  much  of  his  old-time  speed  and  aggressiveness. 

At  the  opening  of  the  first  half,  Glaze's  kick-off  was  caught 
on  the  goal  line  by  a  Wesleyan  back,  who  ran  it  in  to  the  17 
yard  line.  Dartmouth  stopped  two  line  plunges,  and  Wes- 
leyan fumbled,  Glaze  securing  the  ball.  In  six  gains  of  three 
yards  each,  Dartmouth  smashed  her  way  to  a  touchdown. 
Vaughan's  goal  made  it  6. 

Stead  ran  Glaze's  kick-off  to  the  25  yard  line,  and  Hanlon 
made  a  yard  through  the  line.  On  the  next  play  a  double 
pass  was  attempted,  which  failed  to  "function."  Instead,  the 
ball  was  dropped,  and  Lillard  had  it,  22  yards  from  the  goal. 
Again  it  took  but  six  plays  to  send  Foster  across  the  line,  and 
Jimmy's  usual  perfect  kick  made  Dartmouth's  total  12. 

Hanlon  caught  Glaze's  kick-off  on  the  very  goal  line,  and 
ran  it  in  17  yards.  Again  the  visitors  were  unable  to  make 
their  distance,  and  a  poor  punt  sent  the  ball  out  of  bounds 
just  33  yards  from  the  line.  Foster  fought  his  way  through 


172  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

the  center  for  five  yards,  and  Vaughan  cleared  the  end  for 
the  rest  of  the  distance  to  the  goal.  The  umpire,  however, 
called  the  play  back,  and  penalized  the  home  team  20  yards 
for  holding.  Two  smashing  gains  through  the  line,  never- 
theless, made  up  the  distance  lost,  and  the  ball  was  advanced 
to  the  visitors'  eight  yard  line.  Here,  for  the  first  time, 
Wesleyan's  defense  was  good,  and  Glaze,  dropping  back  to 
the  18  yard  line,  shot  the  ball  over  the  bar  for  a  goal  from 
the  field.  Dartmouth  17. 

This  time  "\Yesleyan  kicked  off  and  in  three  plays,  two  of 
which  were  long  runs  by  Vaughan,  Dartmouth  had  rushed 
the  ball  to  the  visitors'  50  yard  mark.  Foster  was  sent  into 
the  line  again  and  Wesleyan  was  being  swept  back  fast  when 
Hanlon  emerged  from  the  bunch  with  a  clear  field  before 
him.  Lillard  made  a  gallant  attempt  to  run  him  down,  but 
could  not  get  within  diving  distance.  The  Hanover  men 
lined  up  behind  their  own  goal  line  and  watched  Gillespie 
score  the  23d  and  last  point  made  upon  them  this  season. 

Bankart  ran  in  Wesleyan's  next  kick-off  to  the  40  yard 
line.  A  long  run  by  Vaughan  ended  in  a  fumble  which  gave 
the  ball  to  the  visitors.  Dartmouth  regained  it,  however,  by 
immediately  holding  Wesleyan  for  downs  on  the  5-i  yard  line. 
Three  smashes  at  the  line  and  then  a  pretty  run  by  "Pat" 
landed  the  ball  18  yards  from  the  goal.  Five  more  plunges 
through  the  line,  and  Foster  scored  the  fourth  touchdown. 
Vaughan's  goal  made  it  23  to  6. 

Again  Glaze  kicked  the  ball  to  the  goal  line,  and  Wesleyan 
ran  it  in  20  yards.  Now,  by  two  plunges  through  the  tackles, 
Wesleyan  made  her  distance  for  the  first  time,  but  another 
fumble  gave  the  ball  to  the  Green.  Vaughan  tore  around  the 
end  for  22  yards,  and  two  plunges  by  Foster  resulted  in  an 
other  touchdown.  From  a  very  difficult  angle  Jimmy  got  his 
usual  goal. 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Wesleyan  kicked  off  and  "Pat"  ran  the  ball  in  to  the  37 
yard  line.  After  two  plays  Captain  Witham  punted,  sending 
the  ball  to  Wesleyan' s  10  yard  line,  a  clear  gain  of  almost  58 
yards.  Unable  to  gain,  Wesleyan  punted,  and  Foster  made  a 
fair  catch  on  the  30  yard  line.  Glaze  missed  the  goal  by  a 
few  inches,  and  Wesleyan  punted  out  to  the  middle  of  the 
field.  Witham  immediately  returned  the  punt,  and  it  was 
Wesleyan' s  ball  on  her  own  14  yard  line.  Hanlon  got  around 
the  end  for  18  yards,  but  the  whistle  ended  the  half.  Score, 
Dartmouth  29,  Wesleyan  6. 

Only  two  of  Dartmouth's  original  line-up  remained  to  be- 
gin the  second  half.  Bill  dough  took  Gage's  place  and  Mel- 
vin,  Coburn,  Conley  and  Main  went  in  instead  of  the  original 
quartette  of  backs. 

The  kick-off  was  lucky  for  Wesleyan,  for  the  ball  hit  Far- 
rier and  Gillespie  fell  on  it  35  yards  from  the  goal  line.  Six 
plays  netted  12  yards,  but  Dartmouth's  substitute  line  re- 
fused to  budge  further,  and  Hanlon  was  sent  back  to  attempt 
a  goal  from  the  field.  The  ball  went  wide,  and  Donnelly  fell 
on  it  near  the  corner  of  the  gridiron.  Main  punted  to  the  37 
yard  line  and  Wesleyan  resumed  her  attack.  A  trick  play 
gained  two  yards,  Hanlon  ploughed  through  tackle  for  18 
and  Gildersleeve  cleared  Donnelly  for  seven  more,  bringing 
the  ball  to  the  10  yard  line.  But  Dartmouth,  awake  to  her 
danger,  refused  to  retreat  another  five  yards,  and  took  the 
ball  away  on  downs.  Main  punted,  and  after  two  line  plunges 
had  been  repulsed  with  no  gain,  Dartmouth  captured  the  ball 
on  a  fumble.  Twice  Melvin  went  around  the  end  on  a  direct 
pass,  carrying  the  ball  14  yards  in  all  to  the  47  yard  line.  On 
the  next  play,  aided  by  remarkable  interference  on  the  part 
of  Melvin,  Main  tore  down  the  field  for  63  yards  and  a  touch- 
down. To  the  disgust  of  the  spectators  the  play  was  not  al- 
loAved,  but  instead  Dartmouth  was  penalized  20  yards  for 


174  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

holding  in  the  line.  Main  punted  immediately,  and  Herr 
downed  Garrison  at  Wesleyan's  37  yard  line.  But  Wesleyan 
had  shot  her  bolt  and  returned  the  punt,  Dartmouth  gaining 
eight  yards  and  a  first  down  by  the  exchange.  The  Hanover 
eleven  now  went  to  work  with  a  will  and  smashed  its  way,  by 
four  and  five  yard  gains,  straight  down  the  field  for  75  yards 
and  a  touchdown.  Clough  and  Smith  opened  up  good  holes 
in  the  line  and  Main,  Coburn  and  Conley  shot  through  for 
consistent  gains.  It  was  Conley  who  carried  the  ball  on  the 
final  plunge,  and  the  same  player  heeled  Melvin's  punt-out. 
Main  missed  the  goal  and  the  score  stood  Dartmouth  34, 
Wesleyan  6. 

Onthrop  caught  Main's  kick-off  and  ran  it  back  25  yards. 
Wesleyan  gained  one  yard,  then  lost  four  and  punted  to  Mel- 
vin,  who  recovered  nine  yards.  Time  was  nearly  up,  so  Mel- 
vin  gave  the  ball  to  Herr  for  the  fake  end  play.  He  made 
22  yards,  and  might  have  gone  free  but  for  a  brilliant  tackle 
by  Garrison.  Before  the  teams  could  line  up  again  the  time- 
keeper's whistle  ended  the  game.  So  much  time  had  been 
consumed  in  attending  to  injuries  and  in  discussions  over 
penalties  that  the  second  half  had  to  be  cut  short  five  min- 
utes on  account  of  darkness. 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Wesleyan. 

Lillard 1.  end  r Onthrop 

Donnelly 

Brown   1.  tackle  r Taylor 

Ready 
Bray  ton 

Farrier 1.  guard  r Stead 

Good 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  175 

Pratt   center Schneider 

Gage    r.  guard  1 Coote 

Clough 

Bankart    r.  tackle  1 North 

Smith 
Herr 

Witham quarter Garrison 

Glaze   r.  end  1 Vausurdam 

Melvin 

Patteson 1.  half-back  r Gillespie 

Main 

Vaughan r.  half-back  1 Gildersleeve 

Coburn 

Foster full-back Hanlon 

Conley 

Score,  Dartmouth  34,  Wesleyan  6.  Touchdowns,  Vaughan, 
Foster  (3),  Conley,  Hanlon.  Goals  from  touchdowns, 
Vaughan  (4),  Gillespie.  Goal -from  the  field,  Glaze.  Eeferee, 
Saul  of  Xewton  A.  C.  Umpire,  Carleton  of  Bowdoin.  Time, 
25  and  20  minute  periods. 


DARTMOUTH  18,  AMHERST  0. 

On  Saturday,  Xovember  ?th,  the  Dartmouth  team  went 
down  to  Amherst  to  wipe  out  the  stain  of  the  disgraceful 
12  to  6  game  of  the  preceding  year,  and  half  a  hundred  stu- 
dents went  along  to  see  the  job  well  attended  to.  The  feel- 
ing among  these  rooters  was  not  that  they  were  going  to  wit- 
ness a  well-fought  battle  between  two  worthy  rivals,  but 
rather  that  they  were  to  behold  the  just  and  summary  pun- 
ishment of  a  small  boy,  who,  having  found  his  big  brother  in 


176  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

a  crippled  condition,  has  pommeled  him,  and  is  now  to  re- 
ceive, in  return,  what  has  been  for  some  time  due  him. 
There  was  little  or  no  excitement  over  the  game;  its  result 
was  taken  as  a  foregone  conclusion.  The  team  knew  what 
it  had  to  do  and  was  prepared  to  do  it.  Amherst,  too,  knew 
what  was  coming;  up  to  October  31st  she  had  had  hopes;  she 
had  looked  upon  the  Holy  Cross  game  as  a  preliminary  test, 
— as  Dartmouth  had  beaten  the  Worcester  team  18  to  0,  the 
extent  of  Amherst's  victory  would  be  a  fair  gauge  of  her 
chances  with  Dartmouth;  but  alas  for  the  conquerors  of 
Harvard;  on  October  31st  they  had  had  their  first  taste  of 
Dartmouth  football;  Frank  Cavanaugh's  light  team  had 
swept  them  off  their  feet;  his  swift  charging  forwards  had 
torn  up  their  line  and  his  fast  backs  had  circled  their  ends 
and  plunged  through  their  tackles  at  will;  36  to  0  was  the 
final  count  of  the  slaughter.  And  so  they  had  had  to  give  up 
hopes  of  winning  the  game,  which  from  the  beginning  of  the 
season  it  had  been  their  dearest  wish  to  win,  and  the  hard 
preparation  of  the  preceding  week  had  been  with  a  desperate 
resolve  that,  if  beaten,  they  should  not,  at  least,  be  again 
disgraced. 

And  that  is  why  Witham,  though  deprived  by  injuries  of 
Bullock  and  Knibbs,  dared  to  start  the  game  with  two  sub- 
stitute guards  (for  Bill  dough  had  been  showing  up  stronger, 
in  practice,  than  Gage)  and  a  substitute  tackle,  and  to  leave 
Jimmy  Vaughan  on  the  side  lines.  It  was  the  Harvard  game 
which  was  in  mind,  of  course,  and  it  would  not  do  to  show 
our  full  strength  beforehand. 

There  were  some  three  thousand  spectators  present,  and 
the  game  kept  them  in  a  constant  state  of  excitement,  as  it 
was  full  of  unusual  incidents,  long  runs,  open  play,  and  a 
great  many  punts,  which  were  either  aided  or  retarded  a 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  177 

great  deal  by  the  high  wind  which  was  blowing.  The  inci- 
dents and  accidents  of  the  game  were  generally  profitable  to 
the  home  team,  and  a  large  number  of  penalties  helped  to 
keep  Dartmouth's  score  down. 

Dartmouth  won  the  toss  and  chose  the  goal  from  which 
the  wind  was  blowing.  Amherst's  30  yard  kick-off  was  run 
back  more  than  half  that  distance,  and  Witham  punted  to 
the  home  team's  30  yard  line.  Lewis  caught  the  ball  and  ran 
it  in  nine  yards,  and  Amherst  lined  up  for  her  first  attack. 
The  ball  had  hardly  been  passed  when  Witham  was  through, 
downing  Shay  for  a  four  yard  loss.  The  latter  at  once  went 
back  to  punt,  but  with  the  Dartmouth  men  charging  down  on 
him  from  all  directions,  he  sent  one  straight  up  into  the  air. 
The  wind  caught  the  ball,  which  was  finally  captured  by 
Dartmouth  only  31  yards  from  the  goal.  Foster  and  Main 
hurled  themselves  into  the  Amherst  line,  which  crumbled 
rapidly  before  their  savage  plunges.  It  took  but  six  plays  to 
send  the  full-back  across  the  line,  and  Glaze's  goal  made  it 
6  to  0. 

The  teams  changed  goals,  and  Amherst's  full-back  sent  his 
kick-off  over  the  line.  Taking  advantage  of  a  temporary  lull 
in  the  wind,  Myron  punted  out  55  yards  to  Lewis,  who  was 
downed  in  his  tracks  by  the  Dartmouth  ends  on  the  home 
team's  35  yard  line.  By  short  rushes  Amherst  advanced  to 
the  middle  of  the  field,  aided  by  a  penalty  for  off-side.  Here 
Dartmouth  refused  to  budge  and  a  high  punt,  which  was 
caught  by  the  wind,  was  captured  by  Dillon  behind  the  goal 
line.  Witham  punted  out  from  the  25  yard  line  to  Amherst's 
50.  On  the  very  first  play  the  swift-footed  Hubbard,  from  a 
skin-tackle  formation,  ran  27  yards,  but  again  the  Hanover 
line  refused  to  move,  and  another  punt  by  Amherst  sent  the 
leather  across  the  goal  line.  Amherst's  poor  return  of 


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178  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Witham's  punt  gave  the  Xew  Hampshire  eleven  possession  of 
the  ball  on  their  own  32  yard  line,  and  they  resumed  their 
attack.  Crashing  through  the  home  team's  line  for  gains  of 
three,  four  and  five  yards,  with  Foster  carrying  the  ball  in 
five  plays  out  of  six,  they  fought  their  way  to  Amherst's  20 
yard  line.  Here  the  umpire  set  the  Green  back  10  yards,  but 
two  smashing  gains  by  Dillon  and  Foster  made  up  the  loss 
and  a  yard  more.  It  was  third  down  and  four  yards  to  go, 
but  Foster  just  failed  to  make  it,  and  the  ball  went  to  Am- 
herst  on  downs.  Shay's  punt  sent  the  ball  to  Dartmouth's 
30  yard  line,  whence  seven  plays,  one  a  pretty  run  by  Main, 
gained  40  yards.  Here,  for  the  only  time  in  the  game,  Am- 
herst's  defense  really  stopped  three  successive  plays  and 
gained  her  the  ball  on  downs.  Another  long  punt  by  Shay 
was  caught  by  Dillon  on  our  20  yard  line  and  the  teams  lined 
up  once  more  in  Dartmouth  territory.  On  the  very  first  play 
Captain  Witham  took  the  ball  on  a  direct  pass  and  dodged 
and  fought  his  way  through  the  whole  Amherst  team  for  90 
yards  and  a  touchdown.  Of  course  the  play  was  not  allowed, 
as  it  had  not  started  from  a  spot  between  the  25  yard  lines, 
and  instead,  Dartmouth  was  penalized  15  yards.  Dillon  and 
Foster  tore  off  12  yards,  and  then  Glaze,  on  a  delayed  pass, 
circled  Amherst's  right  end,  and,  skilfully  evading  Lewis, 
ran  93  yards  for  the  Green's  second  touchdown.  Main  kicked 
the  goal,  and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  12. 

An  exchange  of  punts  after  the  kick-off  left  the  ball  in 
Dartmouth's  possession  in  her  own  territory  when  time  was 
called  for  the  first  half. 

The  second  half  opened  with  Dartmouth  kicking  off  to 
Amherst,  who  once  more  had  the  advantage  of  the  wind. 
After  running  in  the  kick-off  to  the  30  yard  line  and  being 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  179 

unable  to  make  any  impression  on  Dartmouth's  defense,  Am- 
herst  punted  to  the  Hanover  eleven's  50  yard  line,  but  recov- 
ered the  ball,  on  a  fumble,  in  the  middle  of  the  field.  Once 
more  the  Hanover  line  refused  to  retreat,  and  a  second  punt 
sent  the  spheroid  to  within  15  yards  of  the  Hanover  goal. 
The  umpire,  on  the  next  play,  set  the  visitors  back  to  their 
five  yard  line,  but  two  smashes  by  Dillon  and  Main  covered 
the  needed  15  yards.  Foster  and  Main  hammered  out  two 
more  first  downs  and  the  ball  was  on  the  33  yard  line.  Dart- 
mouth was  then  penalized  for  off-side  play,  and  as  Conic}', 
who  here  took  Foster's  place,  was  thrown  for  a  loss,  Witham 
punted  to  the  home  team's  40  yard  line.  Patteson  took 
Main's  place.  Six  yards  was  all  that  Amherst  could  make  be- 
fore being  forced  to  punt.  In  spite  of  the  advantage  of  the 
wind  the  ball  traveled  only  to  the  visitors'  40  yard  line,  but 
to  the  intense  joy  of  the  local  rooters  Dillon  dropped  the 
ball,  and  Priddy  fell  on  it.  Once  more,  after  making  one 
first  down,  the  home  team  was  forced  to  punt,  and  Dillon 
gathered  in  the  ball  on  the  very  goal  line  itself.  Dartmouth's 
offensive  machine  now  went  to  work  and  smashed  its  way 
down  the  field  for  53  yards.  At  the  center  of  the  gridiron  a 
double  pass  was  attempted,  which  resulted  in  a  loss.  Witham 
punted,  but  the  ball,  going  high,  was  carried  back  and  gained 
only  18  yards.  The  Dartmouth  ends  and  tackles  had  overrun 
the  kick,  and  Amherst  recovered  15  yards,  bringing  the  ball 
to  within  a  yard  of  the  center.  Shay  circled  the  end  for  32 
yards,  but  here  Dartmouth's  defense  again  became  stubborn, 
and  rather  than  surrender  the  ball  on  downs,  Amherst  sent 
Shay  back  from  the  25  yard  line  to  try  for  a  goal  from  the 
field.  The  ball  struck  a  goal  post  and,  rebounding,  was 
caught  by  a  green- jerseyed  player  near  the  line.  Witham  at 
once  punted,  but  the  wind  carried  the  ball  outside  at  the  29 


180  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

yard  line.  Amherst  now  did  her  most  effective  rushing  of 
the  day,  ploughing  through  Dartmouth's  tired  line  for  14 
yards  and  two  first  downs.  Two  charges,  and  it  was  third 
down  only  one  yard  from  the  white  line  second  from  the 
goal.  All  this  time  big  Bill  Lindsay,  who,  since  the  baseball 
game  the  preceding  spring,  had  been  pining  to  get  into  a 
contest  with  Amherst,  had  hung  around  John  Bowler,  begging 
to  be  let  into  the  game.  His  lame  back  was  entirely  well,  but 
with  the  Harvard  game  only  a  week  off,  the  trainer  hesitated 
about  risking  a  fresh  injury.  At  this  stage  of  the  game,  how- 
ever, when  it  looked  as  though  Amherst  might  score,  Mr. 
Bowler  finally  yielded  to  Lindsay's  entreaties  and  sent  him  in 
to  replace  Fred  Brown.  On  the  very  first  play  Bill  shot  his 
long  body  through  the  line,  and  downed  Shay  almost  before 
the  latter  had  started.  This  gave  the  ball  to  Dartmouth  on 
downs,  12  yards  from  her  goal.  The  teams  lined  up  again 
and  Myron  called  for  a  straight  plunge  through  the  left  side 
of  the  line.  Lindsay  hurled  himself  at  the  Amherst  tackle 
and  half-back,  the  three  went  down  together,  and  Patteson 
romped  through  a  hole  big  enough  for  a  coach  and  four. 
Eleven  seconds  later,  having  easily  dodged  the  Amherst  quar- 
ter, he  was  sitting  on  the  ball  underneath  the  home  team's 
goal,  and  the  figure  representing  the  long  run  of  the  season 
had  advanced  to  98  yards.  Turner  kicked  the  goal,  and  the 
score  stood,  Dartmouth  18. 

Amherst  kicked  off  and  Dartmouth  smashed  her  way  by 
five  yard  plunges  through  the  rapidly  weakening  Amherst 
line  to  the  home  team's  52  yard  line.  Then  "Pat"  tore  loose 
again  and  carried  the  ball  to  within  29  yards  of  another 
touchdown.  But  here  the  time-keeper  intervened,  cutting 
short  the  unequal  struggle. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  181 

Summary: 

Dartmouth.  Ainherst. 

Lillard 1.  encf  r Priddy 

Brown   1.  tackle  r Diehl 

Lindsay 

Farrier 1.  guard  r Leighton 

Joost 

Hooper  center Howard 

Gage   r.  guard  1 Palmer 

Turner r.  tackle  1 Pierce 

Glaze r.  end  1 Daniels 

Chase 

Witham    quarter Lewis 

Daniels 

Main    1.  half-back  r Lynch 

Patteson 

Dillon r.  half-back  1 Hubbard 

Foster   full-back Shay 

Conley  Coggeshall. 

Score,  Dartmouth  18,  Amherst  0.  Touchdowns,  Foster, 
Glaze,  Patteson.  Goals,  Glaze,  Main,  Turner.  LTmpire,  Mr. 
Dadmun  of  Worcester  P.  I.  Referee,  Mr.  Saul  of  Newton  A. 
C.  Time,  25  and  19  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

The  news  of  the  victory  was  promptly  telegraphed  to  Han- 
over, where  the  only  feeling  awakened  was  one  of  dissatisfac- 
tion at  the  Green's  low  score. 

Throughout  the  game  Dartmouth  used  simply  her  three- 
men-back  formation,  and  attempted  no  formation  plays  nor 
any  tricks,  with  the  single  exception  of  the  end  play  which 


182  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

resulted  in  Glaze's  touchdown.  The  offense  of  the  team  was 
not  quite  up  to  its  usual  standard,  nor  was  the  defense  all 
that  could  be  desired. 

How  poor  was  Dartmouth's  play  in  comparison  with  what 
it  might  have  been  may  be  judged  from  the  fact  that  one  of 
the  Harvard  coaches,  inquiring  of  Mr.  Saul,  the  referee,  what 
kind  of  a  game  was  to  be  expected  from  Dartmouth,  was  told 
that  the  Hanover  eleven  was  heavy,  but  slow,  and  that  it 
would  not  furnish  any  serious  trouble  for  the  Crimson. 

Amherst,  in  spite  of  her  defeats  by  Columbia,  Holy  Cross 
and  Dartmouth,  finished  her  season  successfully  by  beating 
her  old-time  rival,  Massachusetts  Agricultural  College,  in  a 
fierce  game,  11  to  6. 

In  the  16  matches  which  had  now  been  played  between  the 
two  colleges,  Dartmouth  had  scored  427  points,  Amherst  7 '2. 


DARTMOUTH  11,  HARVARD  0. 
("Vox  clamantis  in  stadio  novo." — C.  F.  R.) 

It  has  come; — Xovember  the  14th  has  come;  the  day  for 
which  we  have  been  waiting  for  eight  long  years  is  here  at 
last.  And  what  is  more,  Dartmouth  and  Harvard  are  to 
dedicate,  this  afternoon,  the  magnificent  new  stadium  on 
Soldiers'  Field.  This  splendid  structure,  the  largest  con- 
crete-steel building  in  the  world,  is  itself  worth  a  trip  from 
Hanover  to  see.  With  tier  after  tier  of  white  seats  rising  to 
the  sky  beyond,  it  suggests  no  structure  of  modern  times. 
One  half  closes  his  eyes  and,  looking  around,  is  startled  by 
the  effect.  It  would  not  surprise  him  in  the  least  to  see, 
below,  an  arched  gateway  swing  open  and  pour  forth  a  flood 
of  Gauls  and  Thracians,  of  Samnites  and  retarii,  all  cry- 
ing "Ave,  Caesar!"  *  *  *  The  sound  of  music  bursts 


'Bill"  Clough. 


THE    CENTRE    TRIO    OF    '03. 
"Heinie"  Hooper. 


"Joe  "  Oilman. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  183 

upon  the  ear,  and  the  centuries  drop  away; — the  illusion 
vanishes,  and  here  we  are  on  Harvard's  field. 

The  day  is  perfect.  With  just  a  gentle  breeze  blowing 
from  the  southwest  and  the  Xovember  sun  shining  down 
from  a  cloudless  sky,  the  air  is  mild  and  yet  cool  enough  to 
be  invigorating. 

And  now  the  spectators  are  gathering  in  great  numbers. 
As  the  big  crowds  slowly  pour  in,  the  west  end  of  the  great 
structure,  directly  opposite  us,  is,  with  the  exception  of  its 
curb  and  another  white  barrier,  which  separates  the  upper 
seats  from  these  below,  entirely  obscured  by  a  great  mass  of 
humanity,  flecked  with  spots  and  stripes  of  fluttering  crim- 
son. On  our  own  side,  too,  what  with  the  host  of  Hanover 
graduates  who  have  poured  into  Boston  from  all  directions, 
the  nine  hundred  and  more  whose  home  is  in  the  "Hub," 
with  the  thousands  of  friends  and  symphathizers,  and  last, 
and  least,  (and  most!)  the  train  load  of  rooters  who  have 
come  down  from  the  college,  there  are  gathered  some  eight 
thousand  souls.  To  tell  the  truth,  I  think  our  Harvard 
friends  over  the  way  there  are  astonished  right  down  to  their 
soles.  They  have  been  taught  to  regard  Dartmouth  as  a  one- 
horse  institution  in  the  backwoods,  attended  by  boys  who 
come  from  the  rural  districts  of  Xew  Hampshire.  But  here 
is  this  little  college  in  the  wilderness,  fairly  halving  with 
them,  in  their  own  city  of  Cambridge,  the  support  of  the 
20,000  spectators.  Xo  one  but  Yale  has  ever  been  able  to  do 
this  before.  And  in  the  center  of  the  east  side  is  a  great 
cheering  section,  where  six  hundred  undergraduates  and  as 
many  loyal  young  alumni  are  literally  "whooping  things  up" 
under  three  enthusiastic  cheermasters.  Truly  wonders  will 
never  cease.  There  has  always  been  cheering  for  the  Green 
at  Harvard-Dartmouth  contests,  and  last  year  her  support- 
ers fairly  went  wild  when  it  seemed  impossible  for  Harvard 


184  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

to  win  out;  but  here  are  two-thirds  of  the  Hanover  college, 
here  are  hundreds  and  hundreds  of  men  splitting  their 
throats  for  Dartmouth  before  the  game  has  begun.  Surely 
there  is  something  unusual  in  the  air. 

Yes,  there  is.  From  that  day  in  the  fall  of  '95  when,  with 
the  score  4  to  0  against  them,  the  Hanover  boys  carried  the 
ball  86  yards  straight  down  the  field  only  to  have  it  taken 
away  from  them,  on  Harvard's  seven  yard  line,  by  one  Ber- 
tram G.  Waters,  who  had  kindly  consented  to  act  as  umpire, 
it  has  been  in  our  minds  that  we  should  one  day  beat  Har- 
vard in  football.  We  outrushed  and  outplayed  Harvard  that 
day,  and  they  knew  it. 

We  chafed  the  next  year  when  we  could  not  get  a  game 
with  them,  and  in  '97  were  most  grievously  downcast  when, 
after  holding  them  0  to  0  in  the  first  half,  we  were  beaten  in 
the  second. 

We  felt  that  our  team  had  been  as  strong  as  theirs  that 
day,  and  that  bad  generalship  had  lost  us  the  game.  All 
through  the  first  half,  with  a  gale  of  wind  at  our  backs,  we 
had  rushed  the  ball,  because  on  the  second  play  of  the  game 
John  Eckstorm  had  circled  their  end  for  70  yards,  and  with 
a  sure  touchdown  in  sight,  had  dropped  the  ball.  And  in 
the  second  they  had  kicked  and  kicked,  and  scored  upon  us 
first  through  a  disputed  safety,  then  a  place  kick  from  a  fair 
catch,  and  a  blocked  punt,  resulting  in  a  touchdown.  Xcxt 
day  the  Boston  papers  had  headed  the  account:  "Dart- 
mouth Blundered!  Failed  to  kick  when  they  had  the  wind!" 

The  teams  of  '98  and  '99  had  held  Harvard  to  small  scores 
— (year  after  year  we  made  a  better  showing  against  her 
than  any  one  else  except  Yale,  or,  in  the  days  of  old,  Pennsyl- 
vania) but  this  was  not  enough.  ISTo,  still  the  score  was 
mounting  up.  In  '01  we  encountered,  with  a  team  out- 
weighed 15  pounds  to  the  man,  "Dave"  Campbell's  chain- 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  185 

pionship  eleven,  and  broke  one  spell  by  scoring  upon  them, 
two  touchdowns  to  their  four.  And  last  year, — but  that  is 
too  recent, — there  are  eight  thousand  people  here  to-day 
who  remember  what  took  place  a  year  ago,  and  there  are  not 
a  few  uneasy  minds  across  the  way  in  consequence.  Yes, 
there  is  something  in  the  air.  This  crowd  of  six  hundred 
rooters,  these  thousands  of  enthusiastic  friends,  are  more 
than  hoping,  they  are  half-way  expecting  their  team  to  win. 
For  this  year,  for  the  first  time  in  her  history,  Dartmouth 
has  a  team  which  is  as  heavy  as  her  opponents.  As  they 
line  up  this  afternoon  the  sum  total  of  their  weights  will  be 
identical,  2,039  pounds  for  each  team.  How  we  have 
yearned  for  this.  Year  after  year  we  have  been  badly  out- 
weighed. Even  last  year's  team,  which  fought  such  an  even 
battle  with  the  Crimson,  was  lighter,  nine  and  a  half  pounds 
to  the  man,  than  Harvard.  The  Cambridge  university,  with 
its  four  thousand  and  more  students,  its  professional  schools 
and  graduate^  department,  playing  alumni  of  other  colleges 
on  its  teams,  has  always  been  able  to  put  into  the  field  a 
heavy,  mature  eleven,  which  outclassed,  in  strength  and  ex- 
perience, the  individual  players  of  any  smaller  college. 
Dartmouth  spirit  and  dash  and  Dartmouth  team-play  have 
often  neutralized  a  great  deal  of  this  advantage,  but  have 
never  succeeded  in  quite  overcoming  it.  To-day  there  is  to 
be  no  such  advantage  in  weight,  although  Harvard  has  on 
her  team  two  graduates  of  other  colleges,  one,  an  alumnus  of 
Dartmouth,  forced,  on  this  occasion,  to  line  up  against  his 
former  college-mates.  This  Dartmouth  team  which  we  are 
to  behold  in  a  few  moments  has  come  to  the  crisis  of  its  ca- 
reer. They  have  got  to  "make  good"  to-day.  They  have 
weight  in  their  line,  speed  and  aggressiveness  in  their  backs, 
and  a  cool,  experienced  general  to  direct  them.  They  have 
outclassed  their  former  rivals  in  New  England,  but  in  their 


186  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

one  attempt  at  a  higher  flight,  the  game  with  Princeton,  they 
made  a  most  disappointing  showing.  To  be  sure  we  who 
have  followed  their  career  closely  know  that  they  gave  the 
Tigers  all  they  wanted,  as  it  was,  and  that  with  Turner  well 
and  Lindsay,  Patteson  and  Foster  in  the  game,  there  might 
have  been  a  different  result.  But  to  the  disinterested  pub- 
lic, the  score,  17  to  0,  was  enough,  and  Dartmouth  had 
failed  to  justify  her  claim  to  be  a  first  class  team.  Whatever 
excuses  there  were  for  poor  condition  in  the  Princeton  game, 
there  are  none  to-day.  The  team  is  fit:  coached  and  trained 
to  the  hour.  It  knows  all  the  football  that  "P.  I."  Folsom 
and  Jack  Griffin  and  "Slugger''  Mason  and  "Wife"  Jennings 
can  teach  it.  Even  Fred  Crolius  has  been  up  to  help.  If 
we  are  ever  going  to  beat  Harvard  it  must  be  to-day.  Xever 
shall  we  have  another  chance  as  good,  if  we  fail  now.  Xo, 
the  college  demands  a  victory  from  this  team  of  ours.  And 
yet  it  is  no  easy  battle  to  which  we  are  looking  forward. 

This  is  not  the  Harvard  team  that  it  was  a  month  or  so  back. 

• 

In  its  experimental  stage  it  was  beaten  5  to  0,  by  Amherst, 
a  defeat  which  should  have  been  a  victory,  or  at  least  a  tie, 
but  for  ignorance  of  the  rules  of  the  game  displayed  by  the 
umpire  and  the  Crimson's  acting  captain.  Played  in  a 
drenching  rain,  and  lasting  only  25  minutes  in  all,  this  con- 
test was  anything  but  a  fair  test  of  the  Crimson's  strength, 
even  at  so  early  a  date.  Victories  over  West  Point,  Brown, 
and  the  Carlisle  Indians,  followed  in  quick  succession,  and 
on  Xovember  7th  the'  Cambridge  team  went  down  to  Phila- 
delphia to  meet  Pennsylvania,  which,  with  a  rejuvenated 
and  reorganized  eleven,  was  again  claiming  championship 
honors.  After  seventy  minutes  of  play,  in  which  Harvard 
outclassed  the  Quakers  in  all  departments  of  the  game  ex- 
cept that  of  clinging  to  the  ball,  the  score  stood  17  to  10,  and 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  187 

Harvard  stock  had  taken  a  great  jump  upwards.  During 
the  week  that  has  since  elapsed,  improvement  has  been  very 
marked.  The  fumbling  in  the  back  field  has  almost  disap- 
peared and  there  was  so  much  snap  and  dash  in  the  practice 
on  Wednesday  and  Thursday,  and  the  work  of  the  'Varsity 
wa*  so  finished  and  perfect  that  yesterday's  papers  were  full 
of  predictions  of  a  victory  over  Yale. 

This  is  no  crippled  team,  caught  off  its  guard,  whom  we 
are  to  meet  this  afternoon,  but  a  strong  Harvard  'Varsity, 
flushed  with  success  over  one  old  rival,  and,  with  spirit  and 
morale  entirely  recovered,  hopeful,  for  the  first  time  this 
fall,  of  victory  over  the  other. 

See  that  great  crowd  over  the  way  and  hear  their  cheers. 
They,  too,  now  that  there  is  a  chance  for  the  eastern  cham- 
pionship again  in  sight,  are  becoming  enthusiastic.  Cheer 
follows  cheer,  pouring  across  the  white-streaked  greensward 
in  deafening  volume.  Suddenly  a  sharp  Harvard  yell  from 
the  south  attracts  us.  There  in  the  curved  portion  of  the 
stadium  are  seated  some  two  hundred  laborers,  mostly  Ital- 
ians, who  have  been  working  night  and  day  to  complete  the 
structure.  They  have  been  given  a  half-holiday,  evidently, 
to  enjoy  this  game,  and  under  a  student  leader  have  learned 
to  give  the  regulation  Harvard  yell.  Their  effort  brings 
forth  a  wild  burst  of  applause,  and  incites  them  to  give  an 
encore. 

But  something  has  evidently  caught  the  eye  of  the  Har- 
vard cheermaster.  In  obedience  to  his  summons  the  whole 
west  side  is  rising  to  its  feet: — yes,  there  they  come — see, 
over  there, — thirty-six  sons  of  John  Harvard,  who,  headed 
by  their  captain,  are  trotting  out  upon  the  field.  Just  as 
they  reach  the  checkerboard  the  yells  burst  forth,  rousing 
long  "Har-vards,"  given  with  a  will. 


188  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

A  moment  later,  and  our  side  responds  with  a  "Wah-who- 

wah"  for  the  Cambridge  eleven,  just  as  the  substitutes  take 
their  places  on  the  side  lines  while  the  regulars  line  up  for 
practice. 

Wo  look  them  over  with  interest,  endeavoring  to  pick  out 
familiar  forms.  Tallest  and  heaviest  and  strongest  of  the 
lot,  "Zeus"  Marshall  catches  our  eye  first.  How  strange  it 
seems  to  see  him  in  crimson,  and  how  queer  to  think  that 
we  will  be  grieved  when  he  stops  a  play.  Xo  doubt  it  seems 
queerer  yet  to  him  to  hear  the  old  familiar  yell  across  the 
way  and  to  realize  that  he  must  fight  for  these  others  on  his 
right.  Yes,  we  remember  the  tackle  who  plays  next  to 
"Zeus."  It  is  Knowlton,  the  one  who  scored  for  Harvard 
the  touchdown  which  robbed  us  of  the  game  a  year  ago. 
This  end  here  is  Clothier,  the  old  Swarthmore  player,  who 
looks  rather  strange  in  anything  else  than  tennis  costume. 
The  left  guard  is  no  less  than  the  wonderful  LeMoync, 
about  whom  we  have  been  hearing  for  two  years,  the  great- 
est all-around  athlete  that  the  preparatory  schools  have 
turned  out  for  a  long  time.  He  is  world's  champion  short 
distance  swimmer,  can  put  the  shot  away  up  near  record 
figures  and  is,  so  we  hear,  a  remarkable  punter. 

This  light-haired  half-back,  who  gives  such  appearance  of 
strength,  must  be  Xichols,  captain,  last  year,  of  the  "06  team. 
The  other  is  Hurley,  whom  many  of  the  Crimson  coaches 
preferred,  even  a  year  ago,  to  Putnam.  The  big  full-back 
is  Schoelkopf,  who  played  that  position  for  Cornell,  two  and 
three  years  past.  The  center  is  big  Parkinson,  who  played 
tackle  on  the  '06  team.  He  must  be  a  good  man,  for  the 
coaches  have  preferred  him  to  Sugden,  who  played  the  po- 
sition a  vear  ago. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  189 

But  here  it  is  our  turn  to  yell.  See,  there  they  come — 
our  boys.  The  whole  east  side  rises  with  a  roar,  as  all 
Dartmouth  hails  its  champions.  Back  from  the  west  comes 
Harvard's  greeting,  and  we  respond  to  this  act  of  courtesy 
with  applause. 

How  good  it  is  to  see  those  familiar  figures  again;  no  need 
to  name  them  over,  we  know  them  almost  all.  Xo  one  who 
has  once  seen  Hooper's  figure  will  ever  forget  it,  nor  Bill 
Lindsay's  either.  Aha!  good!  Joe  Gilman  is  going  to  start 
the  game.  We  will  need  Joe  to-day,  for  he  has  "Zeus"  Mar- 
shall to  face.  And  Bill  Clough  is  back  at  his  old  place.  Bill 
has  a  stiff  proposition  in  Harvard's  freshman  shot  putter, 
but  Bill  "horsed"  the  great  Barnard  last  year,  and  isn't 
afraid  of  any  man  that  ever  walked.  And  "Bill"  Lindsay 
will  have  his  hands  full,  for  he  has  Knowlton  to  manage,  and 
Meier  will  make  Leigh  Turner  stir  himself.  And  speaking 
of  Leigh  Turner,  just  look  at  him!  See  his  broad  back  and 
big  limbs;  watch  that  quick  start  and  sudden  spurt  of  speed. 
By  the  great  horn  spoon!  something  will  have  to  give  way  if 
those  shoulders  ever  hit  the  line. 

Hello!  a  new  combination  among  the  backs!  We  have 
seen  Vaughan,  Knibbs  and  Patteson  in  two  big  games,  and 
Vaughan,  Foster  and  Dillon  in  two  others.  In  the  Prince- 
ton game  it  was  Vaughan,  Knibbs  a-nd  Dillon,  and  last  Satur- 
day we  saw  "Mary,"  Amos  and  "Pat."  But  here  are  "Jim- 
my," "Ame"  and  "Pat"  lined  up  for  practice,  and  evidently 
billed  to  begin  the  game.  That  big  fellow  among  the  substi- 
tutes must  be  Farrier,  the  freshman  from  Brooklyn,  for 
there  is  no  other  200-pounder  in  the  second  eleven,  except 
Pratt  and  Gage,  who  are  familiar  to  us  from  last  year.  And 
here,  on  the  side  lines,  too,  are  "Mary"  Dillon,  "Bill"  Knibbs 
and  "Dave"  Main.  Think  of  it:  this  star  trio  of  backs  on  the 


190  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

side  lines!  There  is  no  other  college  in  the  country  which 
could  afford  to  start  a  game  with  two  of  its  best  backs,  veter- 
ans of  three  years'  standing,  sitting  on  the  substitute-' 
bench. 

But  see,  the  practice  is  over,  and  something  is  going  to 
happen.  There  goes  Myron  AVitham  out  to  meet  the  offi- 
cials, and  a  player  in  crimson,  evidently  Carl  Marshall,  is 
coming  out  from  the  other  side.  Bill  Gray  said,  this  morn- 
ing, that  the  officials  were  to  be  Harry  Dadmun  and  Paul 
Dashiel,  and  it  is  evidently  the  former  who  is  to  referee,  for 
he  is  holding  a  coin  in  his  hand,  about  to  flip  it  into  the  air. 
There  it  goes,  and  they  are  stooping  to  pick  it  up.  The 
group  breaks  up,  each  captain  retiring  to  his-  own  men. 
Ah,  there  is  Mr.  Dashiel  now,  bareheaded  and  wearing  a  gray 
sweater.  "NVe  are  fortunate  in  having  the  services  of  such 
excellent  officials  to-day. 

There  go  the  teams:  Dartmouth  to  the  middle  of  the 
field,  Harvard  to  the  north  goal,  near  the  great  wooden 
stand.  Evidently  we  have  lost  the  toss.  From  both  sides  of 
the  field  ring  forth,  almost  simultaneously,  the  two  yells.  a< 
the  crimson-jerseyed  men  spread  out  in  fan-like  order  to  re- 
ceive the  kick-off,  and  Leigh  Turner  tilts  the  ball  to  suit  his 
taste.  All  around  me  men  are  moving  uneasily,  nervously 
shifting  feet  and  hands,  or  squirming  as  though  in  pain. 
My  own  pulse  is  pretty  fast,  for  some  unknown  reason,  and 
I  wish  that  whistle  would  sound.  Ah-h-h! — high  in  the  air 
and  far  down  the  field  sails  the  ball,  and  behind  it,  at  top 
speed,  go  ten  gallant  sons  of  Eleazar  Wheelock.  The  sturdy 
right  half  catches  it  near  the  ten  yard  line,  and  behind  beau- 
tiful interference  comes  back  up  the  field  again.  He  passes 
line  after  line — whack! — the  sound  of  that  collision  is  heard 
all  over  the  field; — two  Dartmouth  men  have  struck  Hurley, 
and  he  goes  down  like  a  log.  One,  two,  three,  four,  five,  six, 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  191 

— it  is  just  past  the  30  yard  line,  and  he  has  recovered  twenty 
yards.  They  are  lining  up,  twenty-one  men,  facing  each 
other  for  the  first  scrimmage  (Pat  is  in  the  back  field) 
Smash!  there  goes  Schoelkopf.  The  Harvard  backs  are 
quick,  but  the  Hanover  linemen  are  quicker, — there  is  a  big 
heap  piled  up,  but  no  one  comes  through.  Have  they 
gained?  Xot  much,  if  at  all;  watch  the  score  board;  ah,  sec- 
ond down,  four  to  gain.  A  hearty  cheer  goes  up  from  the 
east  side.  See,  there  goes  Hurley  around  the  end, — another 
heap;  we  have  held  them  again.  Why  are  our  subs  jump- 
ing around  so?  What!  our  ball?  Yes,  somebody  has  fum- 
bled, and  there  is  Myron  at  the  bottom  of  the  pile.  With 
a  roar  the  east  side  is  on  its  feet,  wild  with  excitement,  for 
we  have  but  33  yards  to  go  for  a  touchdown.  And  now  Pat- 
teson  comes  running  up,  and  Dartmouth  begins  her  attack. 
Smash  goes  Jimmy  for  a  good  gain,  bang  goes  Pat  through 
the  other  side  of  the  line,  and  a  cheer  goes  up  as  the  lines- 
men pick  up  their  poles.  Crash  goes  Amos  for  three  yards 
through  the  center,  and  Jimmy  ploughs  through  tackle  for 
two  more.  It  is  off  the  checkerboard  at  last.  Pat  seems  to 
have  been  stopped  without  gain.  No,  see,  on  the  score  board, 
second  down,  four  to  gain.  There  goes  Amos  again  right 
through  Lindsay's  alley.  Third  down,  and  two  to  go;  that 
isn't  so  pleasant.  Ah,  here  comes  Leigh  Turner.  On  a 
quick  wing  shift  Patteson  goes  up  into  the  line,  and  the  big 
tackle  batters  his  way  through.  We  breathe  easier,  .for 
again  the  linesmen  are  moving,  and  there  are  only  some  eigh- 
teen yards  to  go.  Turner  is  back  again,  and  ploughs  his  way 
between  Joe  Gilman  and  Hooper  for  a  good  gain.  Again  he 
takes  the  ball,  and  Knowlton  can  not  stop  him  until  he 
reaches  the  12  yard  line.  Dartmouth's  supporters  are  get- 
ting wilder  and  wilder.  Across  the  way  the  crimson  cheer- 


192  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

master  is  drawing  great  appealing  "Har-vards"  out  of  his 
rooters.  Rip!  smash!  Turner  again;  they  can't  stop  him. 
"Touchdown!  touchdown!"  screams  the  crowd  on  the  cast. 
Once  more  the  big  right  tackle  takes  the  ball,  and  amidst 
wild  cheers  from  the  Dartmouth  contingent,  it  is  first  down 
on  the  six  yard  line.  Ha,  see,  Turner  in  the  line,  and  only 
three  men  back.  Charge!  Amos  Foster  fairly  leaps  at  the 
line,  driving  the  Crimson  back  two  yards  before  they  can  pull 
him  down.  With  a  hoarse  roar  the  east  side  is  on  its  feet, 
yelling  like  mad.  See  Myron  drive  them!  He  has  his 
opponents  on  the  run,  and  he  knows  it.  Smash!  again  Fos- 
ter hurls  himself  at  Knowlton,  fighting  desperately.  How  he 
keeps  his  feet!  He  is  almost  over — almost — ah,  they  have  bent 
him  back!  Once  more  Pat  goes  up  into  the  line  and  Turner 
comes  back.  A  fast  plunge,  and  there  is  a  great  heap  of 
green  and  red  just  beyond  the  further  goal  post.  Over  the 
west  side  of  the  great  structure  there  falls  a  gloomy  stillness, 
while  the  east  goes  wild  with  joy.  The  whole  eight  thou- 
sand are  on  their  feet,  most  of  them  madly  dancing,  shouting 
and  screaming  incoherently,  and  tossing  up  hats  and  canes 
in  their  joy.  It  is  a  full  minute  before  "Sid"  Rollins  and 
"Jake"  Smith  can  get  control,  but  when  they  do,  cheer  after 
cheer  bursts  forth. 

Myron  is  stretched  out  upon  the  ground,  and  Jimmy  is 
coolly  giving  him  directions  how  to  tilt  the  ball.  See  the 
Cambridge  eleven;  isn't  it  worth  a  year  of  one's  life  to  be- 
hold them,  six  minutes  after  the  game  has  begun,  lined  up 
behind  their  own  goal  posts?  And  now  Jimmy  swings  his 
foot  and  the  ball  goes  sailing  straight  for  the  goal;  a  sharp 
cheer  rings  out  from  the  east,  followed  almost  instantly  by 
the  joyous,  exultant  song: 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  193 

"Dartmouth's  going  to  win  to-day, 

Dartmouth  sure  must  win.     (Eah!  Rah!  Rah!) 

When  old  Dartmouth  takes  a  brace 

Harvard  must  give  in. 

The  team  must  fight,  the  team  will  fight 

Till  the  whistle  blows, 

For  that's  the  way  in  every  fray 

Old  Dartmouth  whips  her  foes." 

There,  good  friends  across  the  way,  chew  upon  this;  we 
are  here  to  beat  you.  We  wouldn't  say  so  before,  but  now 
the  cat  is  out  of  the  bag;  and  a  full-grown,  life-sized,  fighting 
Tom  you'll  find  him. 

Ha!  Harvard  wants  to  try  her  luck  at  rushing  the  ball. 
See,  Dartmouth  is  about  to  kick  off,  against  the  breeze  this 
time.  There  they  go,  after  the  ball;  what's  up?  The  kick- 
off  went  outside  and  they  are  taking  their  places  again. 
Now  once  more  ready!  With  a  quick  start  and  a  mighty 
swing  of  his  leg  Leigh  Turner  lifts  the  ball.  Great  Scott, 
look  at  that  kick-off!  Away  up  in  the  air  and  far  down  the 
field.  See  the  Harvard  men  scuttling  back  after  it.  Schoel- 
kopf  has  it.  Why  doesn't  he  touch  it  down?  It  is  away 
back  of  the  goal  line.  The  Dartmouth  men  are  closing  in  on 
him;  Glaze  has  him.  Down  they  go,  just  past  the  fifteen 
yard  mark.  Smash!  there  goes  the  full  back  through  our 
line.  Myron  and  Jimmy  throw  him,  but  he  has  gained. 
Again!  It  is  first  down,  and  the  Harvard  rooters  are  cheer- 
ing wildly.  Are  they  going  to  rush  through  us  just  as  we 
did  through  them?  Another  rush.  Ha,  that's  better;  not 
much  gain  there.  Again,  and  a  great  heap  shows  that  we 
have  stopped  the  play.  Watch  the  score  board:  Third 
down,  four  to  gain;  they  can't  make  it.  There  goes  Le 


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194  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Moyne  to  the  rear  to  punt,  and  Jimmy  scurries  back  to  join 
Pat.  Myron  Witham,  Turner  and  Lindsay  come  tearing 
through  the  line,  and  it  is  with  great  difficulty  that  the  Crim- 
son punter  gets  the  ball  away  at  all.  Jimmy  captures  it  in 
the  very  center  of  the  field  and  runs  it  in  about  five  yards. 
Again  the  teams  line  up.  Three  smashes,  one  by  each  back, 
and  we  are  six  yards  nearer  another  score.  Again  the  three 
plunges,  and  it  is  first  down  on  the  38  yard  line.  But  what 
is  that?  Pat  stopped  for  no  gain?  Another  charge,  and 
again  the  pile.  Let's  watch  the  score  board:  Third  down, 
three  to  go.  Myron  and  Ralph  Glaze  are  dropping  back.  It  is 
too  far;  they  can  never  get  a  goal  from  that  distance.  Back 
comes  the  ball,  straight  and  true  as  an  arrow  into  Withanfs 
hands.  Aha!  I  half  suspected  it;  it  is  a  fake.  There  goes 
Glaze  out  toward  the  end.  A  big  body  shoots  through  the 
air,  and  the  two  of  them  go  down  together.  The  crowd 
gathers  around — somebody  is  hurt;  they  are  helping  him  off 
the  field,  and  here  comes  his  substitute  to  succeed  him.  It 
is  Schoelkopf,  who  made  the  last  tackle,  and  his  succes-or 
must  be  Phil  Mills. 

That  last  play  gave  Harvard  the  ball  on  clowns,  of  course, 
and  they  line  up  for  a  fresh  attack.  The  new  full-back 
smashes  into  Dartmouth's  right  for  three  yards.  Hurley 
hits  the  left  for  two,  and  it  is  first  down  on  the  50  yard 
mark.  Watch  the  Dartmouth  captain;  hear  his  voice,  even 
from  this  distance.  Ha!  stopped  that  time.  Once  more;  see 
Bill  Lindsay  and  Joe  Gilman  disappear  under  that  pile! 
"No  admittance"  there.  Four  yards  to  gain,  third  down. 
Another  punt.  That  boy  will  have  one  blocked  for  him 
before  this  game  is  over;  it  was  a  narrow  escape  that  time, 
and  he  sent  the  ball  almost  straight  up  in  the  air.  Pat  cap- 
tures it  on  the  35  yard  line,  and  is  nailed  in  his  tracks.  Xow 


DARTMOUTH     VS.     BROWN,     '03. 

(  With  the  score  12  to  o,  the  Providence  men  stop  Turner  on  their  three  yard  line. 
Behind  him  are  seen  Clough,  Hooper,  Witham,  Vaughan,  Foster  and  Main.) 


DARTMOUTH     VS.     HARVARD,     '03. 
Harvard's  left  gives  way  before  a  Dartmouth  Plunge.    (  Dartmouth  "  rooters  "  in  the  background.) 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  195 

Myron's  voice  rings  out  again,  and  Dartmouth's  attack  be- 
gins once  more.  On  a  direct  pass  the  captain  clears  the  end 
for  four  yards.  Smash  goes  Amos  Foster  through  the  cen- 
ter. Just  see  Hooper  toss  Parkinson  out  of  the  way. 
"Zeus"  Marshall  has  stopped  him,  but  it  is  first  down  on  the 
42  yard  line.  Another  charge,  Jimmy,  this  time,  through  Le 
Moyne.  We  are  four  yards  nearer.  See  Pat  hit  the  line, 
with  Foster  and  Vaughan  behind  him.  He  couldn't  get  off 
faster  if  he  had  his  spikes  on,  and  was  starting  with  the  pis- 
tol. Again  the  linesmen  take  up  their  poles;  we  are  within 
five  yards  of  the  middle.  Harvard  is  weakening,  and  Myron 
knows  it.  Before  the  heap  is  all  unpiled  he  has  the  signal 
given,  and  the  line  is  pierced  for  a  telling  gain.  Bang! 
there  goes  Amos  again  for  another  four  yards.  No  wonder 
that  he  is  the  hardest  man  on  the  team  to  tackle;  he  is  all 
angles-.  His  knees  high  in  front,  his  head  low,  his  very  el- 
bows, projecting  as  they  do,  offer  no  surface  to  be  grasped, 
but  help  to  ward  off  opponents.  In  spite  of  his  light  weight, 
he  hits  the  line  with  great  power  and  the  speed  of  a  locomo- 
tive. See,  Jimmy  has  made  it  first  down  again!  Two  more 
charges  and  the  score  board  reads,"third  down,  half  a  yard  to 
gain."  Half  a  yard  is  easy,  and  Foster  pounds  through  Le 
Moyne  for  four.  Hello!  something  is  up;  Umpire  Dashiel 
is  calling  them  back.  A  groan  rises  from  the  east  side. 
Dartmouth  is  being  penalized.  Five,  ten,  what!  twenty 
yards?  It  must  have  been  holding  in  the  line.  Third  down, 
and  twenty  yards  to  go.  Ha,  Myron  is  going  back  four  and  a 
half  yards  more.  Now  he  has  gone  back  twenty  since  the 
last  first  down,  and  it  is  still  our  ball.  The  east  grand  stand 
rocks  with  applause  as  the  importance  of  this  bit  of  strategy 
dawns  upon  the  rooters,  and  Dartmouth  begins  her  attack 
once  more  from  her  own  36  yard  line.  Pat  crashes  through 


196  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

the  line  for  two  yards.  There  goes  an  end  run,  a  good  one, 
too, — Jimmy  Vaughan  with  the  ball.  In  an  instant  the  east 
side  is  on  its  feet  and  is  hoarsely  screaming  encouragement 
to  the  runner.  See  Amos  bowl  that  fellow  over.  See 
Witham  and  Lillard,  how  well  they  protect  him.  Marshall 
has  missed  him,  but  he  stumbles.  There  comes  Mills,  like  a 
whirlwind.  He  has  forced  Jimmy  across  the  side  line  and 
the  run  is  over.  It  is  more  than  thirty  yards,  however,  and 
we  are  just  past  the  40  yard  line.  It  was  a  narrow  escape 
for  Harvard;  had  there  been  five  feet  more  space,  the  half- 
back would  have  gone  free. 

Smash,  smash,  two  bucks  through  the  line;  see  the  score 
board:  Third  down,  a  yard  and  a  half  to  gain.  Another;  My- 
ron is  driving  them  fast.  But  Harvard  is  desperate,  and 
that  was  not  much  of  a  gain.  They  are  measuring  it.  Har- 
vard's ball;  we  have  failed  to  make  it.  And  now,  for  the 
first  time  in  ten  minutes,  the  west  stand  has  an  opportunity 
for  something  besides  the  perfunctory  cheering. 

On  a  tandem  formation,  with  tackle  and  half-back  chang- 
ing places,  the  Cambridge  eleven  bangs  out  a  first  down,  car- 
rying the  ball,  from  the  34  yard  line,  just  five  yards  in  three 
plays.  Again  they  make  it,  and  again,  each  time  on  the 
full  limit  of  plays  and  the  minimum  distance.  The  dis- 
tance has  to  be  measured  every  time,  before  the  referee  is 
sure  that  it  is  still  Harvard's  ball.  It  is  now  first  down 
again,  on  the  49  yard  line.  But  here  it  stops;  see  that  beau- 
tiful tackle?  That  was  Lillard,  the  lightest  man  on  the 
team,  and  it  was  the  Crimson's  left  half  who  has  been  thrown 
for  a  three  yard  loss.  LeMoyne  goes  back  to  punt.  Set- 
that  again;  the  boy  has  to  hurry  every  time,  for  Joe  Gilman 
and  Turner,  Bill  Clough  and  Myron  Witham  are  through 
on  him  like  a  flash.  Patteson  gathers  in  the  kick  just  off  the 
checkerboard,  and  recovers  a  yard  or  two. 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  197 

Once  more  the  Green  starts  on  her  march  toward  the  Har- 
vard goal.  Myron  has  found  that  it  is  easier  going  through 
Harvard's  left  than  the  right  and  is  sending  his  backs  pound- 
ing through  for  gain  after  gain.  There  they  go  back  for  a 
conference,  gathering  around  the  captain.  They  have  done 
that  more  than  once  before,  and  it  has  always  heralded  a 
good  gain.  Plunge  after  plunge  brings  three  yards  (or 
four).  A  halt  for  aid  to  the  injured  interrupts  Dartmouth's 
progress.  It  is  big  Bill  Lindsay,  who  has  injured  his  head 
evidently.  There  is  a  short  discussion  with  the  officials, 
then  Knowlton  comes  off  the  field,  while  the  two  teams 
stretch  out  to  rest  and  wait,  apparently,  until  he  comes  back. 
Meanwhile  we  relieve  our  feelings  by  singing  and  cheering. 
Somebody  in  front  shouts  down  to  "Sid"  to  know  what  the 
matter  is,  and  he  calls  up  that  they  have  discovered  metal  ar- 
mour on  Knowlton,  and  that  the  latter  has  been  ordered  to 
remove  it.  Here  he  comes  now,  and  they  are  getting  ready 
to  line  up  again.  Again  we  plough  through  the  Crimson  for- 
wards. There  is  nothing  spectacular,  nothing  for  the  bene- 
fit of  the  grand  stand  in  the  play.  Just  straight,  dogged 
football,  with  the  better  team  fighting  its  way  through  a 
most  determined  opposition.  No  matter  how  weak  a  Har- 
vard team  may  be  in  secondary  defense,  no  line  coached  by 
AVm.  A.  Lewis  ever  showed  the  white  feather  when  brought 
into  contact  with  "the  real  article."  "Zeus"  Marshall  is  put- 
ting up  a  fierce  game.  Meier  is  fighting  hard,  but  getting 
weaker  as  the  game  goes  on.  There  goes  the  whistle.  The 
first  half  is  over,  with  the  ball  in  Dartmouth's  possession 
just  over  the  line  into  Harvard's  territory. 

And  now,  with  the  game  half  done,  and  victory  almost  as- 
sured, our  crowd  of  rooters  gives  way  to  a  burst  of  enthusi- 
asm. Why  shouldn't  they?  Nothing  can  save  Harvard  un- 
less it  be  a  stroke  of  paralysis  to  Joe  Oilman,  Henry  Hooper, 


198  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Leigh  Turner  and  Myron  Witham.  Harvard  has  had  the 
ball  four  times,  fumbled  it  the  first  time,  gained  six  yards 
before  being  forced  to  punt  the  second  time,  five  yards  the 
third  and  fifteen  the  fourth.  Dartmouth  has  had  four 
chances,  rushed  the  ball  over  the  goal  line  the  first  time, 
lost  the  ball  on  a  fake  kick  the  second,  rushed  it  sixty-seven 
yards  before  being  -held  for  downs  the  third  time,  and  was 
in  possession  of  the  ball  at  the  end  of  the  half.  Dartmouth 
has  gained  one  hundred  and  forty-three  yards  by  scrimmage 
attack.  Harvard  just  thirty.  No  wonder  that  our  rooters 
feel  like  singing.  Listen  to  them: 

"As  our  backs  go  tearing  by, 
On  the  way  to  do  or  die, 
Many  sighs  and  many  tears 
Mingle  with  the  Harvard  cheers. 
As  our  backs  go  tearing  by, 
Making  gain  on  steady  gain, 
Echo  swells  the  sweet  refrain, 
'Dartmouth's  going  to  win  to-day, 
Dartmouth  sure  must  win  to-day, 
As  our  backs  go  tearing  by." 

Across  the  way  Harvard  is  answering  cheer  with  cheer  and 
song  with  song.  Karl  Skinner  has  just  called  for  the  old 
Dartmouth  Song  when  the  New  Hampshire  men,  28  in  num- 
ber," appear  on  the  field  for  the  second  half  of  the  battle,  and 
they  march  to  their  places  to  its  inspiring  music. 

Ha!  no  changes  in  the  line;  the  backs  look  ve'ry  much  alike 
with  those  black  inverted-coal-scuttle  head  protectors,  but 
those  are  the  same  three  who  began  the  game,  I  am  sure. 
Besides,  if  there  were  any  changes  in  either  team  the  score 
board  would  announce  it.  The  Harvard  men  are  out,  and 
LeMoyne  is  getting  ready  to  kick  off. 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  199 

Mr.  Dadmun's  whistle  blows,  the  big  freshman  lifts  the 
ball  high  into  the  air,  and  the  whole  field  is  instantly  in  mo- 
tion. Kalph  Glaze  nabs  the  ball  only  one  chalk  mark  from 
the  goal,  and  starts  up  the  field  like  a  shot.  A  Crimson  end 
dives  for  him,  but  misses  his  tackle  and  falls.  Another  red- 
jersey  ed  player  comes  through,  and  runner  and  tackier  go 
down  in  a  heap,  just  past  the  limit  of  the  checkerboard. 
They  line  up  quickly,  and  Myron  sends  Jimmy  smashing 
through  between  Joe  Gilman  and  Hooper  for  two  yards. 
Amos  repeats  the  dose  through  LeMoyne,  and  it  is  first  down. 
Patteson  and  Vaughan  hammer  out  a  yard  apiece,  and 
Witham  goes  back  for  a  punt.  A  beautiful  pass,  and  Myron 
lifts  a  punt  high  into  the  air.  Watch  it;  see  where  it  is 
caught.  There,  right  on  Harvard's  30  yard  line  Marshall 
secures  it,  and  runs  it  in  four  yards.  Let's  see,  it  started 
from  our  33  yard  line — that  gives  47  yards  clear. 

There  goes  LeMoyne  to  the  rear — "Xow  Dartmouth!  Get 
through  and  block  this!"  The  words  ring  out  so  that  we 
can  hear  them  plainly  even  at  this  distance.  Almost  as  fast 
as  the  ball  itself  come  the  two  tackles,  Bill  Clough  and 
Witham.  Thud!  The  ball  just  grazes  the  captain's  head 
and,  rising  high  in  the  air,  is  carried  along  by  the  gentle 
breeze.  Vaughan  secures  it  on  our  39  yard  line,  and  we  have 
gained  six  yards  and  a  first  down  by  the  exchange.  But  here 
comes  Amos  to  the  side  lines  and  Billy  Knibbs  is  called  for  to 
replace  him.  He  does  not  appear  to  be  hurt,  but  as  it  is 
about  a  toss  up  between  the  two  full-backs,  it  is  no  wonder 
that  Myron  wants  to  put  in  a  fresh  man.  I  was  rather  sur- 
prised, myself,  that  "Mary"  and  Bill  did  not  start  the  second 
half. 

Once  more  the  teams  line  up.  The  Green's  new  full-back 
smashes  his  way  through  center  for  four  yards.  On  the  next 
play  somebody  lets  Hurley  through,  and  Vaughan  is  thrown 


200  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

for  a  loss.  Patteson  is  called  on  to  make  the  necessary  three 
yards.  There  he  goes,  through  the  center.  The  referee  is 
beckoning  for  the  linesmen.  They  come  running  up,  and  the 
distance  is  carefully  measured.  Harvard's  ball,  by  all  that's 
out!  And  it  is  only  43  yards  or  so  from  our  goal.  Now, 
fellows,  you  have  got  to  do  it.  This  is  the  crisis  of  the  game. 
Harvard  knows  it  as  well  as  we  do.  They  are  gathering  their 
strQngth  for  a  last  desperate  effort  to  tie  the  score.  Mills 
bangs  through  between  Oilman  and  Lindsay  for  four  yards, 
and  the  west  stand  breaks  into  cheers  of  joy.  Yaughan 
downs  Nichols  for  a  loss,  and  it  is  our  turn  to  yell.  But 
Mills  tears  through  again,  just  outside  of  Knowlton,  and  it  is 
first  down.  Two  more  charges,  and  the  Crimson  has  ham- 
mered out  another  six  yards.  First  down  on  the  30  yard 
line!  This  will  never  do.  See  Myron  storm  behind  the  line! 
No  one  would  ever  recognize  in  this  fierce  fighter,  hurling 
himself  into  play  after  play  and  raging  like  a  mad  bull,  the 
mild-mannered,  quiet-spoken  president  of  the  Y.  M.  C.  A. 
Both  sides  are  yelling  for  all  they  are  worth,  the  Hanover 
cheermasters,  in  particular,  working  themselves  into  a  frenzy 
But  suddenly  the  "Hullabaloo"  melts  into  a  wild  yell  of  joy. 
Lillard  has  dived  in  and  thrown  Nichols  for  a  loss.  The 
Harvard  captain  sends  Mills,  his  surest  ground  gainer,  at 
Lindsay,  but  Bill's  fighting  blood  is  up,  and  he  stops  the  play 
completely.  Third  down,  four  and  a  half  to  gain.  Once 
more  the  Harvard  captain  hurls  the  whole  strength  of  his 
eleven  at  Dartmouth's  big  tackle  in  a  last  desperate  effort  to 
reach  the  edge  of  the  checkerboard.  They  gain — but  not 
enough.  When  the  heap  is  unpiled  there  is  Bill  at  the  bot- 
tom, and  it  is  our  ball  on  downs  on  our  own  27  yard  line. 
And  now  the  east  side  is  on  its  feet  once  more.  With  yell 
after  yell  the  Hanover  rooters  celebrate  the  stand  that  has 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  201 

surely  won  the  game.  Still  clinging  to  his  rushing  game, 
Myron  sends  Bill  Knibbs  for  four  yards  through  Marshall. 
Another  plunge  results  in  a  three  yard  gain — no,  five,  for 
the  Crimson  has  been  off  side.  Pat  and  Billy  make  it  first 
down  again.  Jimmy  and  Pat  smash  through  for  good  gains, 
but  the  linesmen  do  no  move.  The  score  board  reads,  third 
down,  half  a  yard  to  go.  There  goes  Billy  through  for  three 
yards.  Smash  goes  Vaughan  on  a  straight  plunge  through 
Meier,  and  Billy  hurdles  Knowlton  for  another  first  down. 
The  ball  is  in  the  very  center  of  the  field  now,  and  we  have 
carried  it  28  yards.  Knibbs  hits  the  center  again  but  there 
is  not  much  gain.  Bang!  Pat,  too,  finds  trouble  in  getting 
through.  Third  down,  three  and  a  half  to  gain;  that  looks 
bad.  Myron  calls  the  team  back  for  an  instant,  then  sends 
them  to  their  places  and  gives  the  signal.  Ha!  see  Jimmy 
Vaughan!  Behind  perfect  interference  he  comes  tearing 
around  towards  us.  Pat  hurls  himself  at  the  Crimson  end 
and  the  two  go  down  together.  N^ow  the  runner  cuts  in,  and 
starts  toward  the  Harvard  goal,  with  only  Marshall  in  his 
path.  The  east  side  rocks  with  applause,  and  the  Hanover 
rooters  are  yelling  like  madmen.  A  stocky  little  body  shoots 
through  the  air,  and  Hurley  has  stopped  the  runner  on  Har- 
vard's 44  yard  line,  preventing  another  touchdown  of  a  sen- 
sational kind. 

The  teams  line  up  and  Myron  sends  Billy  into  the  line 
three  times  for  five  and  a  half  yards. 

A  charge  by  Patteson  and  another  by  Knibbs,  both  di- 
rected at  Meier,  bring  first  down  on  the  33  yard  line.  We 
have  carried  the  ball  just  50  yards. 

Jimmy  Vaughan  comes  in,  and  "Mary"  Dillon  dashes  out 
to  take  his  place.  Instead  of  the  old  "Triumvirate,"  here  is 
a  new  combination  which  has  never  worked  together  before. 
Crash,  goes  Billy  Knibbs  through  the  center  for  four  yards. 


202  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

A  halt  is  called,  while  big  Bill  Lindsay  is  led  off  the  field. 
His  substitute,  Fred  Brown,  who  weighs  only  fifty-four 
pounds  less,  takes  his  place,  and  Dartmouth  resumes  her 
march.  "What  did  they  take  Bill  off  for?"  shouts  a  rooter 
behind  us.  "Save  him  for  the  Brown  game,  of  course," 
answers  someone  in  front,  and  a  roar  of  laughter  and  cheers 
follow  this  sally. 

Meanwhile  Billy  Knibbs  has  hammered  out  a  first  down 
on  Harvard's  twenty-eight  yard  line,  and  two  plunges  by  Dil- 
lon between  Hooper  and  Gilman  bring  the  ball  two  yards  past 
the  edge  of  the  checkerboard.  It  is  a  great  sight  to  see  the 
Hanover  team  get  into  each  play.  The  big  linemen  start 
before  their  opponents,  toss  them  back  every  time,  and  open 
up  alleys  for  the  backs,  through  which  the  latter  plunge 
swiftly  in  tandem  order.  As  the  boys  in  green  work  their 
way  steadily  onward,  the  rooters  in  our  section  have  become 
more  and  more  frantic.  "Jake"  Smith  has  "shed"  his  over- 
coat, coat,  hat  and  vest  as  we  pushed  nearer  and  nearer,  and 
he  and  the  other  cheermasters  are  fairly  goading  on  the  fren- 
zied crowd. 

Hello!  there  is  Hooper  laid  out.  Xothing  serious,  I  guess, 
but  he  needs  time.  Meanwhile  the  east  stand  has  started  up 
a  song: 

"Eleazar  Wheelock  will  be  turning  in  his  grave, 

While  his  sons  go  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth, 
Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth, 
Glory,  glory  to  old  Dartmouth, 

For  this  is  Dartmouth's  day!" 

There  comes  Leigh  Turner.  He  ploughs  through  to  the 
20  yard  line,  and  the  east  side  once  more  roars  forth  its 
approval.  Dillon  makes  it  first  down,  and  Knibbs  hurdles 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  203 

for  another  yard.  Turner  pounds  through  for  three  yards 
more,  taking  the  ball  to  the  13  yard  line.  A  new  crimson- 
clad  warrior  takes  the  place  of  the  tired  Nichols.  Smash, 
goes  Billy  Knibbs,  getting  stronger  and  stronger  as  we  ap- 
proach the  goal  line.  The  ball  is  just  past  the  ten  yard  line. 
Listen  to  that  great  crowd  of  Dartmouth  graduates  down 
below  there:  "Touchdown!  touchdown!  we  want  a  touch- 
down!" And  listen  to  that  from  across  the  field.  Could 
anyone  ask  more  loyal  support  than  the  mighty  chorus  which 
Clarkson  leads  is  giving  to  their  team?  Another  change  in 
the  Crimson's  back  field;  they  are  getting  desperate.  Turner 
breaks  through  for  a  yard  and  a  half,  and  Knibbs  for  another 
yard  through  LeMoyne.  It  looks  bad — third  down,  two  and 
a  half  to  go.  See,  a  new  Crimson  center, — Parkinson  is 
taken  out.  Myron  calls  his  team  back  for  a  moment,  then  a 
quick  line-up,  and  Billy  fights  his  way  through  the  very  cen- 
ter. Hooper  disposes  of  his  fresh  opponent,  and  the  full- 
back goes  through  for  four  yards.  It  is  first  down  again,  in- 
side the  five  yard  line.  And  now  the  yelling  on  both  sides 
reaches  its  climax  as  Turner  once  more  changes  places  with 
Pat.  Again  the  bewildering  wing  shift,  and  the  big  tackle 
smashes  into  the  center  as  though  shot  from  a  catapult. 
He  seems  to  be  carrying  the  whole  Harvard  team  with  him, 
but  never  slackening  his  pace  he  ploughs  through,  leaving, 
for  six  yards  behind  him,  a  trail  of  men  upon  the  ground. 

Once  more  the  east  side  is  on  its  feet,  wilder  than  ever. 
This  settles  it;  for  no  fluke  can  now  tie  the  score,  and  time  is 
nearly  up.  Yell  after  yell  splits  the  air,  and  Turner's  failure 
to  kick  the  goal  does  not  dampen  the  spirits  of  the  Hanover 
contingent  in  the  least. 

Slowly  the  Harvard  men  move  up  the  field  to  take  their 
places  for  the  kick-off.  Again  they  have  chosen  to  receive 
the  kick-off,  and  Turner  is  carrying  the  ball  out  to  the  center. 


204  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

As  the  men  stand  waiting  for  the  referee's  whistle  and  all 
is  quiet  for  a  moment,  suddenly  from  the  east  stand  rings 
out,  in  a  mighty  chorus  of  two  thousand  voices,  the  old  Dart- 
mouth Song.  Everybody  listens,  and  as  the  sound  dies  away, 
the  west  stand  generously  applauds  the  singers. 

And  now  once  more  Turner  sends  the  ball  down  the  field, 
and  the  Harvard  right  half-back  gathers  it  in  nine  yards  from 
the  goal.  Still  Dartmouth's  fighting  spirit  continues,  and 
the  crimson-clad  runner  goes  down  on  his  own  20  yard 
line.  The  left  half  tries  Clough,  but  is  thrown  for  a  yard 
loss.  The  full-back  bangs  into  Brown,  but  the  ball  is  still 
behind  the  chalk  line.  The  east  side  redoubles  its  cheers  as 
LeMoyne  goes  back  to  punt.  "Another  touchdown!  Block 
it!  Block  it!"  scream  the  rooters;  and  like  a  flash  four  big 
green-clad  linemen  come  through.  But  with  wonderful  good 
fortune  the  kicker  gets  the  ball  away  for  a  poor  punt,  which 
Patteson  gathers  in  on  the  50  yard  line.  He  runs  it  back  five 
yards,  and  the  teams  face  each  other  again,  Knibbs  pounds 
through  for  a  good  gain  and  Dillon  fights  his  way  for  four 
yards  through  LeMoyne.  Bang  goes  the  full-back  again,  and 
the  rooters  are  beginning  to  cry,  "Touchdown!"  once  more. 
But  see!  Mr.  Dashiel  is  calling  them  back.  Ten  yards  to 
the  rear  he  moves  them  and  Myron  goes  back  for  a  punt. 
Ha,  a  fake!  But  a  red-jerseyed  man  is  through  fast,  and 
downs  the  captain  just  over  the  line  in  Harvard's  territory. 
The  time-keeper's  whistle!  It  is  all  over  and  we've  won! 

With  a  wild  yell  of  joy  the  Hanover  rooters  pour  in  a 
great  flood  over  the  front  of  the  stadium  and  out  upon  the 
field.  And  now  the  gridiron  is  full  of  maddened  forms. 
Some  are  shouting,  some  are  breathless;  all  are  leaping  into 
the  air.  Somebody  locks  arms  with  his  neighbor,  and  in  a 
jiffy  the  whole  field  is  full  of  the  zigzig  dance. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  205 

Meanwhile  the  Harvard  undergraduates  with  bared  heads 
and  aching  hearts  are  sitting  in  their  seats,  loyally  cheering 
their  defeated  team,  which,  though  outclassed,  has  fought  a 
hard,  game  battle. 

And  now  a  procession  is  formed  of  two  thousand  excited 
Hanoverites  marching  toward  Harvard  Square.  The  score 
is  counted  again  and  again,  every  man  on  the  team  is  cheered 
to  the  echo,  and  things  are  made  as  uncomfortable  as  possi- 
ble for  the  Harvard  undergraduates.  At  the  square  we  halt, 
and  having  cheered  the  team,  the  captain,  the  coaches,  Mr. 
Bowler,  until  we  can  cheer  no  more,  we  disperse  to  various 
parts  of  the  city.  But  to-night,  in  halls  and  theatres,  in 
hotels  and  in  stations,  the  "Wah-who-wah"  will  be  heard, 
and  Boston  shall  know  that,  after  years  of  patient  waiting, 
Dartmouth  has  at  last  seen  her  dearest  wish  fulfilled. 

The  summary: 

Dartmouth.  Harvard. 

Lillard 1.  end  r Montgomery 

Lindsay   1.  tackle  r Knowlton 

Brown 

Gilman    1.  guard  r A.  Marshall 

Hooper    center Parkinson 

Kidder 

Clough    r.  guard  1 .  ; LeMoyne 

Turner    r.  tackle  1 Meier 

Shea 

Glaze    r.  end  1 Clothier 

Witham   quarter C.  Marshall 

Patteson     1.  half-back  r Hurley 

Dodge 


206  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Nichols 

Dillon  Harrison 

Foster full-back Schoelkopf 

Knibbs  Mills 

Score,  Dartmouth-  11,  Harvard  0.  Touchdowns,  Turner 
(2).  Goal,  Vaughan.  Referee,  Mr.  Dadmun  of  Worcester 
P.  I.  Umpire,  Mr.  Dashiel  of  Lehigh.  Linesmen,  Wood  of 
B.  A.  A.,  and  Randall  of  Dartmouth.  Time-keepers,  R, 
Brown  of  Harvard  and  Dr.  Bolser  of  Dartmouth.  Time, 
25  and  20  minute  periods. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

Just  before  the  close  of  the  game  came  the  news  that 
Princeton  had  beaten  Yale,  11  to  6. 

"  'And  now,'  say  Dartmouth  and  Princeton,  'let  the  tail- 
enders  play  it  off.'  " — Boston  Globe. 

"As  Daniel  Webster,  also  of  Dartmouth,  would  say:  'The 
present  at  least  is  secure.' ''  —Boston  Globe. 

"Dartmouth's  victory  over  Harvard  admits  of  no  'huts' 
and  'ifs.'  There  is  satisfaction  in  this.  Hard  luck  stories 
are  tiresome." — Boston  Journal. 

"As  Daniel  Webster  might  have  remarked,  Dartmouth  may 
be  small,  but  there  are  those  who  say  that  she  can  play  foot- 
ball."—Boston  Herald. 

"The  unexpected  speed  and  fierceness  of  Dartmouth's 
play  and  the  strength  of  her  defense  was  a  revelation  to 
Harvard." — Boston  Record. 

The  injury  which  caused  Lindsay's  retirement  was  a  blow 
upon  the  head,  which  partially  stunned  him  so  that  he  could 
not  understand  the  signals.  He  had  been  once  stunned  in 
the  first  half  by  coming  in  contact  with  Knowlton's  alumi- 
num armor. 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  207 

"One  of  the  Harvard  coaches,  when  asked  what  he  thought 
of  the  game,  said:  'It  was  tough  enough  to  be  beaten  by 
Dartmouth,  but  it  was  the  limit-  when  they  pulled  their  best 
tackle  out  of  the  team  to  save  him  for  the  Brown  game.'  " — 
Boston  Globe. 

"Witham  deserves  great  credit  for  his  generalship,  for  he 
directed  his  plays  at  the  right  spots  in  the  Crimson  line  and 
he  kept  his  men  on  their  toes  from  beginning  to  end." — 
Boston  Journal. 

"While  it  must  be  admitted  that  the  Green  has  a  much 
better  team  than  she  was  generally  given  credit  for  possess- 
ing, it  was  humiliating  for  the  Harvard  team  to  be  defeated 
in  such  a  decisive  manner  right  on  the  eve  of  her  final  game 
of  the  season." — Boston  Herald. 

"Outweighed,  outplayed,  outgeneraled.  Harvard  0,  Dart- 
mouth 11.  This  is  the  story  in  a  nutshell  of  the  game  yes- 
terday that  sent  Dartmouth's  supporters  wild  with  joy,  and 
caused  Harvard  and  her  followers  to  leave  the  field  with 
heads  bowed — disheartened,  disgraced,  defeated." — Boston 
Journal. 

"The  East  never  saw  such  discussion  of  football  results 
.and  chances  as  took  place  yesterday.  From  the  Canadian 
boundary  of  Maine  and  Xew  Hampshire  to  well  below  Wash- 
ington and  Richmond,  it  is  safe  to  say  that  30  per  cent,  of 
newspaper  readers  talked  nothing  else  but  Yale-Princeton 
.and  Dartmouth-Harvard,  and  the  more  so  because  the  short 
-ends  had  been  the  winners." — Dudley  Dean  in  Boston  Globe. 

"The  result  of  the  Dartmouth  game  did  not  leave  nearly  so 
*bad  a  taste  in  Cambridge  as  the  Amherst  game,  for  nobody 
who  saw  the  eleven  from  Hanover  play  could  help  admiring 
them.  It  was  truly  a  team  of  giants,  and  they  had  the 


208  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

speed  of  much  smaller  men.  With  the  coaching  that 
elevens  like  Yale  and  Harvard  get,  Dartmouth  would  be  in- 
vincible this  fall." — Boston  Globe. 

"It  was  a  very  clean  game  for  a  Harvard-Dartmouth  con- 
test, for  Dartmouth  has  never  had  any  great  love  for  Har- 
vard, and  Harvard  has  never  wasted  any  affection  on  the 
Hanover  college.  In  the  last  few  years,  however,  the  old 
feud  has  been  buried,  at  least  a  little  way  down,  and  Satur- 
day's sportsmanlike  game  will  do  much  more  to  put  the 
hatchet  further  beneath  the  sod." — Boston  Globe. 

"Harvard's  two  tackles,  Knowlton  and  Meier,  were  good, 
and  'Andy'  Marshall,  the  big  right  guard,  was  a  tower  of 
strength.  Marshall  is  an  old  Dartmouth  man  and,  although 
he  was  pitted  against  his  alma  mater,  still  he  put  up  the 
best  exhibition  of  football  that  he  has  displayed  since  his 
connection  with  the  Crimson  eleven." — Boston  Journal. 

"The  position  of  Andy  Marshall  in  the  game  was  particu- 
larly hard,  and  only  words  of  admiration  are  being  expressed 
for  the  way  in  which  he  played  for  his  adopted  college 
against  his  alma  mater.  It  was  a  question  of  getting  Har- 
vard's team  together  before  the  Yale  game;  and,  although 
the  medicine  was  bitter,  Marshall  took  it  manfully,  and  it  is 
safe  to  say  did  not  thereby  lose  any  of  the  esteem  in  which 
he  is  held  in  both  universities." — Boston  Herald. 

"It  was  a  clean  game  of  straight  football  won  by  the  bet- 
ter team.  Harvard  was  fairly  outclassed  in  every  part  of 
the  game  and  every  place  on  the  team,  and  after  the  game 
the  wonder  was  that  Dartmouth  did  not  win  by  a  larger 
score.  Outweighed  by  many  pounds  from  tackle  to  tackle, 
Harvard  was  thrown  back  on  every  rush;  for  only  one  short 
period  did  the  Crimson  linemen  get  the  jump  on  their  oppo- 
nents so  as  to  allow  the  backs  to  advance  the  ball." — Boston 
Herald. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  209 

"Vaughan  played  a  brilliant  game,  and  made  the  only  two 
gains  of  the  afternoon  which  covered  more  than  one  chalk 
mark.  In  the  first  half  he  got  free  around  right  end,  and 
ran  40  yards  before  he  was  brought  down  by  Marshall,  and 
in  the  second  half  he  got  started  around  right  end  once  more, 
but  was  brought  down  before  he  had  covered  ten  yards  on  a 
beautiful  tackle  by  Hurley.  With  these  two  exceptions,  the 
game  was  simply  a  question  of  hammer  and  tongs,  with 
Dartmouth  playing  winning  football  from  start  to  finish." — 
Boston  Herald. 

"Dartmouth's  attack  consisted  chiefly  of  a  regular  back 
formation,  and  although  Patteson,  Vaughan,  Foster,  Dillon 
and  Knibbs  played  hard,  fast  football,  it  was  the  men  in  the 
line  who  made  Dartmouth's  gains  possible.  Hooper  at  center 
was  masterful,  and  on  every  play  he  went  through  the  Har- 
vard line,  pushing  everything  before  him,  and  finally  turn- 
ing around  to  help  the  rest  of  the  team  along.  He  kept  his 
feet  through  everything  and  also  stayed  with  the  ball.  It 
was  generally  in  his  wake  or  just  to  the  left  or  the  right  of 
him  that  Dartmouth  pushed  her  plays."— Boston  Herald. 

"Dartmouth  played  a  rushing  game  throughout,  and  she 
followed  the  policy  that  the  best  defense  is  an  offense 
Captain  Witham  once  moved  the  ball  back  to  keep  possession 
of  it.  Throughout  the  game  he  showed  himself  to  be  a 
quarter-back  that  should  be  reckoned  with  when  the  All- 
American  elevens  are  made  up  this  fall.  But  when  Dart- 
mouth had  to  kick  she  outkicked  Harvard.  LeMoyne's 
poor  punting  was  undoubtedly  due  largely  to  the  fact  that  he 
had  not  time  to  get  the  kick  away,  for  the  Dartmouth  men 
came  through  all  parts  of  the  line." — Boston  Globe. 


14 


210  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"The  game  was  one  of  the  most  sportsmanlike  ever  seen  on 
Soldiers'  Field  and  the  Hanover  boys  won  the  admiration  of 
all  by  their  clean  and  wholesome  conduct.  Time  and  again 
a  green-jerseyed  man  would  help  the  crimson  men  to  their 
feet,  and  Captain  TVitham's  courteous  conduct  in  allowing 
Knowlton  to  leave  the  field  for  some  time  to  adjust  his  thigh 
guard  was  everywhere  admired.  There  has  been  some  little 
bitterness  between  the  two  colleges  in  years  past,  but  it  is 
safe  to  say  that  the  conduct  of  the  Dartmouth  men  last  Sat- 
urday went  far  toward  burying  the  hatchet." — Boston 
Herald. 

"It  was  difficult  to  pick  individual  players  from  the  Dart- 
mouth team,  but  the  work  of  Turner  stood  out  from  the  rest. 
He  was  a  tower  of  strength  on  the  defense,  and  when  Dart- 
mouth got  in  a  bad  way  on  the  offense  he  was  drawn  back 
from  the  line  to  carry  the  ball.  He  made  both  of  Dart- 
mouth's touchdowns.  All  of  the  backs  did  good  work.  Fos- 
ter gained  the  most  ground,  but  Vaughan,  Dillon,  Knil»b- 
and  Patteson  were  always  on  deck  when  they  were  needed  for 
gains.  Hooper  at  center  was  in  evidence  quite  a  bit.  He 
played  horse  with  Parkinson  and  a  number  of  times  helped 
along  the  man  with  the  ball." — Boston  Globe. 

"Harvard  on  Saturday  would  seem  to  have  no  excuses  to 
offer.  She  was  beaten  after  being  thoroughly  outplayed . 
and  with  her  it  was  not  a  case  of  isolated,  grewsome  mishaps 
or  45  yard  placement  kicks.  It  is  a  fact  that  Dartmouth 
this  year  requires  sympathy  from  no  one;  that  she  is  a  full- 
fledged  bird,  and  of  the  eagle  variety;  that  Princeton,  Yale's 
vanquisher,  even  while  defeating  her,  had  her  hands  full,  and 
that  the  Elis,  after  looking  over  the  Dartmouth  crowd  at  the 
Murray  Hill  on  the  Saturday  of  the  Yale-West  Point  game, 
expressed  themselves  as  glad  they  were  to  meet  the  army 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  211 

boys  instead  of  those  of  the  green." — Dudley  Dean  in  the 
Boston  Globe. 

If  Harvard  had  the  offensive  strength  which  seemed  to 
show  in  the  Pennsylvania  game  it  proved  powerless  against 
the  Dartmouth  linemen,  who  towered  above  their  crimson 
rivals  and  showed  speed  and  aggressiveness  not  expected 
from  men  of  their  size  and  weight.  On  the  defensive,  Har- 
vard was  just  as  weak  as  she  has  shown  herself  throughout 
the  whole  season,  and  Dartmouth  had  an  offense  which 
would  do  credit  to  any  team  in  the  country.  Her  backs 
were  fast,  her  linemen  lifted  with  the  snap  of  the  ball  and 
the  whole  team  got  into  every  play  in  splendid  style.  In 
fact  there  could,  be  no  apologies  or  excuses  from  the  Harvard 
team,  as  they  were  up  against  a  heavier,  faster  and  more 
skilful  team,  and  they  were  played  to  a  standstill." — Boston 
Herald. 

(With  all  due  apologies  to  the  Boston  Herald,  they  were 
played  off  their  feet.) 

"Xew  England  college  men,  and  Harvard  and  Dartmouth 
graduates  and  undegraduates  in  particular,  have  reason  to  be 
proud  of  Saturday's  contribution  to  the  athletic  history  of 
1903.  Xo  gridiron  battle  of  the  year  has  been  or  will  be 
more  fiercely  fought  than  that  which  christened  the 
magnificent  Stadium  on  Soldiers'  Field  with  a  defeat.  Dart- 
mouth had  every  reason  to  desire  a  victory,  and  Harvard,  on 
the  eve  of  her  most  important  game  of  the  season,  had  the 
greatest  incentive  to  avoid  defeat.  Despite  these  consid- 
erations and  the  excitement  attending  such  a  struggle  there 
was  not  one  incident  in  the  game  which  could  mark  it  as 
other  than  clean  sport  and  a  gentlemanly,  though  strenuous, 
contest.  Not  once  was  Umpire  Dashiel  called  upon  to  in- 
flict penalty  for  slugging  or  any  other  similar  infraction  of 


212  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

the  rules,  and  neither  Dartmouth's  victory  nor  Harvard's 
defeat  was  tainted  by  any  such  happening  as  occasionally 
mars  intercollegiate  contests  and  furnishes  argument  for 
those  who  would  make  the  collegian  a  bookworm  on  a  milk 
diet  instead  of  a  healthy  youth  feeding  on  beef.  Dart- 
mouth's victory  should  be  of  advantage  to  the  Xew  Hamp- 
shire college,  and  the  character  of  the  contest  should  be  a 
benefit  to  intercollegiate  sport." — Boston  Journal. 

"Dartmouth's  line,  though  heavier  than  Harvard's,  got  the 
jump  on  Harvard  every  time.  Harvard's  line  was  thrown 
back  against  its  secondary  offense,  so  that  every  attack 
meant  a  gain  for  Dartmouth.  There  was  little  chance  for 
either  team  to  show  its  interference  in  the  open,  but  on 
close  plays  Dartmouth  always  had  the  man  with  the  ball 
well  covered.  Dartmouth's  attack  spread  across  Harvard's 
whole  line;  every  man  was  used  for  an  avenue,  but  most  of 
the  plays  stayed  close  to  center,  where  the  three  heavy 
Dartmouth  men  would  open  holes  big  enough  for  band 
wagons.  Most  of  Dartmouth's  plays  went  through  Har- 
vard's left  wing. 

"Harvard,  on  the  other  hand,  was  unable  to  find  a  flaw  in 
Dartmouth's  line.  She  tried  all  parts,  but  the  'no  admit- 
tance' sign  was  up  everywhere.  During  the  game  Harvard 
was  able  to  rush  the  ball  scarcely  50  yards,  while  Dartmouth 
carried  it  238.  The  nearest  Harvard  got  to  Dartmouth's 
goal  was  the  27  yard  line,  and  that  was  the  only  time  that 
she  ever  had  the  ball  in  Dartmouth's  territory.  In  the 
first  half  the  ball  was  on  Harvard's  side  all  the  time,  and 
the  nearest  the  Crimson  came  to  scoring  was  62  yards."- 
Boston  Globe. 

"The  boys  from  Hanover  won  because  they  played  the 
better  football  of  the  two  elevens.  From  first  to  last  Dart- 
mouth had  full  control  of  Harvard.  The  Green  clearly 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  218 

outclassed  the  Crimson  in  every  department  of  the  game, 
and  as  they  played  yesterday  it  is  doubtful  if  a  team  in  the 
country  could  have  stood  up  against  them. 

"It  was  a  beautiful  sight  to  see  the  eleven  men  get  into 
every  play  as  a  unit;  to  see  them  charge  together,  rally 
round  the  man  with  the  ball,  and  push,  pull  and  shove  for 
every  inch  of  distance.  Every  man  knew  his  place  in 
the  plays,  and  got  there  every  time.  The  victory  of  Dart- 
mouth does  not  belong  to  any  one  man  for  brilliant  work, 
but  to  the  team  as  a  whole  for  the  hard,  do-or-die  football 
which  they  played. 

"And  besides  knowing  football  the  men  had  confidence  in 
themselves.  There  was  never  a  slump  in  the  game. 
Every  time  they  got  the  ball  they  hammered  away  at  the 
Harvard  line,  and,  short  as  their  gains  were,  they  got  there. 
On  the  offense  the  line  charged  as  a  man,  and  the  backs  fol- 
lowed along  behind  them  without  a  hitch.  The  backs  hit 
the  line  together,  low  and  fast.  They  were  a  combination 
that  could  discount  anything  that  Harvard  has  been  up 
against  this  fall." — Boston  Globe. 

The  accounts  of  the  game,  as  given  in  the  Boston  papers, 
were,  on  the  whole,  very  fair.  None  gave  undue  prominence 
to  the  statement  which,  in  several  Western  papers,  caused 
indignation  to  Dartmouth  alumni,  that  Harvard  was  badly 
outweighed.  As  a  matter  of  fact,  Dartmouth's  advantage 
of  weight  in  the  line  was  exactly  offset  by  the  Crimson's 
greater  Aveight  behind  it,  and  to  prove  that  it  was  team  play 
and  speed  which  won  the  game,  and  not  beef,  Dartmouth's 
offense  was  just  as  irresistible  and  her  defense  as  impregnable 
after  Brown  had  replaced  Lindsay  as  before,  although  now 
the  Green  was  badly  outweighed  at  four  points  out  of  seven 
in  the  line.  The  statistics  follow: 


214 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 


DARTMOUTH. 


NAME. 


•< 

n 

Lillard,  '05, 

22 

5  ft.  10       n 

Lindsay,  '06, 

22 

6ft.   Z%  n 

Gilman,  '06, 

21 

eft.    l      n 

Hooper,  '07, 

20 

5ft.   7      n 

Clough,  '06, 

23 

6  ft.   l      n 

Turner,  '04, 

22 

6ft. 

Glaze,  '06, 

21 

5  ft.   8      n 

Witham,  '04, 

23 

5  ft.  10      n 

Patteson,  '05, 

20 

5ft.   954  n 

Vaughan,  '05, 

21 

5ft.    7       n 

Foster,  '04, 

23 

5ft.    9%    n 

Brown,  '05, 

19 

5ft.    9       11 

Dillon,  '06, 

21 

5  ft.  11       n 

Knibbs,  '05, 

23 

5  ft.  10      n 

HARVARD. 


NAME. 


ICO  Montgomery /05,  23 

230  Knowlton,  l  G,     22 

2-->0  Marshall,  3  L, 

236  Parkinson,  '06, 

185  Le  Moyne,  '07, 

210  Meier,  '04, 

153  Clothier,  '04, 

170  Marshall,  '04, 

163  Hurley,  '05, 

163  Nichols,  '06, 

159  Schoelkopf,  2  L,  24 

176  Shea,  '04,  23 

169  ;  Dodge,  '05,  22 

163  1  Harrison,  '05,       21 


Average  weight  of  line,  197?. 
Average  weight  of  backs,  163j. 
Average  weight  of  eleven,  ISSjV 
Average  age  of  eleven,  2l§. 
Average  height  of  eleven,  5ft.  lOJin. 
Weight    of    eleven    which    ended 
game,  iShV 


Average  weight  of  line,  194. 
Average  weight  of  backs,  170J. 
Average  weight  of  eleven,  185A. 
Average  age  of  eleven,  21?. 
Average  height  of  eleven,  5ft. 
Weight    of    eleven     which    ended 
game,  185i9T. 


It  will  be  observed  that  the  two  elevens  as  they  began 
the  game  totaled  the  same,  to  a  pound.  The  substitution 
of  Brown  for  Lindsay  in  the  second  half  cost  Dartmouth  54 
pounds  and  reduced  the  team  average  over  four  pounds. 
The  average  of  the  five  Harvard  substitutes,  Kidder,  Mills, 
Shea,  Dodge  and  Harrison,  was  a  little  above  that  of  the 
regular  players. 

There  is  nothing  which  gives  the  reader  quite  so  clear  an 
idea  of  the  movements  of  the  ball  and  the  course  of  the 
game  as  a  chart. 

The  weakness  of  the  Crimson,  both  on  offense  and  de- 
fense, and  Dartmouth's  irresistible  strength,  together  with 
the  plan  of  game  carried  out  by  each  captain,  can  be  plainly 
seen  in  the  following  diagrams: 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

F/RSTHALF 


215 


SECOND 


SUfiTMOuTH 
bA/ITJWOKTl. 


The  reader  will  notice  that  in  the  whole  game  Dartmouth 
advanced  the  ball  just  245  yards,  Harvard  exactly  45.  Har- 
vard's five  punts  averaged  Sl1/^  yards;  Dartmouth's  one 
punt  was  good  for  47  yards.  In  short,  the  lordly  Crimson 
was  not  only  beaten,  she  was  outclassed. 


216  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

DARTMOUTH  62,  BROWX  0. 

Thanksgiving  Day,  1903,  dawned  bleak  and  cold  in  Man- 
chester. With  the  thermometer  at  18  degrees,  a  chilling 
wind  blowing  from  the  north,  and  the  ground  frozen  to  an 
adamantine  hardness,  it  was  anything  but  an  ideal  day  for 
a  football  contest.  While  there  were,  no  doubt,  just  as 
many  enthusiastic  rooters  from  out  of  town  as  came  to  see 
last  year's  grand  battle,  they  were  not  so  noticeable  on  the 
streets;  the  weather  kept  them  indoors. 

Again,  there  was  not  the  same  incentive  to  enthusiasm 
as  then.  A  year  before,  both  sides  had  come  to  the  fight 
determined  to  win,  each,  however,  realizing  that  it  was  an 
even  thing,  and  that  only  after  a  desperate  battle  would  the 
enemy  be  beaten. 

What  a  change  had  taken  place  since  then!  This  year 
Dartmouth  had  swamped  Amherst,  Willams,  "\Vesleyan  and 
Holy  Cross,  had  outrushed  Princeton,  and  roundly  trounced 
the  lordly  Crimson.  Brown,  on  the  other  hand,  deprived 
of  her  captain,  had  made  a  disastrous  beginning  and  had 
been  beaten,  29  to  0,  by  Princeton  and  Harvard,  and  30  to 
0  by  Penn.,  although  this  last  score  should  have  been  12  to  0 
but  for  three  disastrous  fumbles  close  to  the  Brunonian 
goal. 

The  reappearance  of  Captain  Webb  and  the  addition  of 
"Tom"  Barry  to  the  group  of  coaches  had  brought  about  a 
great  change.  In  quick  succession  Brown  defeated  Williams 
(22  to  0),  Vermont  (24  to  0)  and  Syracuse  (12  to  5),  Gutnish- 
ing  the  latter  team  almost  as  completely  as  Yale  had  done. 
This  game  showed  conclusively  that  Brown  had  a  wonder- 
fully strong  line  (Syracuse  made  her  distance  but  once  in  the 
whole  game  and  scored  only  by  a  fluke),  and  two  sets  of 
swift,  heavy  backs. 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  217 

But  for  two  fumbles  and  an  off-side  play,  all  within  Syra- 
cuse's ten  yard  line,  the  score  would  have  been  increased  by 
18  points,  and  the  call  of  time  found  Brown  in  possession 
of  the  ball  only  14  yards  from  another  touchdown. 

Had  it  not  been  for  another  game  which  had  been  played 
upon  the  same  day  (Xov.  14th),  the  Providence  men  would 
have  thought  that  there  was  still  a  good  chance  for  them 
against  Dartmouth. 

Under  the  able  coaching  of  Hunt  and  Murphy,  "Dave" 
Fultz  and  Barry,  the  Providence  team  had  rounded  into  a 
good,  strong,  representative  Brown  eleven.  Their  line 
averaged  193  pounds  from  tackle  to  tackle,  and  180  as  a 
whole.  Their  freshman  quarter-back  was  so  much  of  a  star 
that  he  was  preferred  to  Scudder,  who  had  played  that  po- 
sition for  three  years.  Hascall,  Schwinn,  Colter  and  Webb 
were  veterans  of  three  seasons,  and  Higgins  had  beaten  out, 
for  the  position  of  tackle,  the  veteran  Savage,  who  had  gone 
behind  the  line  as  half-back.  Russ,  who  was  placed  last 
season  on  the  second  All-America  team,  was  putting  up  a 
great  game  at  full-back,  and  with  Corp  and  Keen,  Curtis, 
Pearsall,  Walsh  and  Heckman,  the  back  field  positions  were 
pretty  well  provided  for.  Yes,  under  ordinary  circum- 
stances, with  such  a  team  as  this,  Brown  might  have  been 
confident  of  success  against  any  eleven  in  the  country,  with 
the  exception  of  Yale,  Princeton  and  Harvard.  But  here 
was  a  team  which  outweighed  them,  even  with  their  heaviest 
backs,  ten  and  a  half  pounds  to  the  man,  a  team  which  had 
outclassed  Harvard — Harvard,  who  had  beaten  them  29  to  0. 

Xo  wonder  that  there  was  not  a  large  attendance  of  un- 
dergraduates from  Providence,  and  no  wonder  that  Brown's 
supporters  were  grim  rather  than  enthusiastic. 


218  FOOTBALL  AT  DARTMOUTH. 

Dartmouth's  backers,  too,  were  very  quiet;  a  feeling  of 
subdued  confidence  was  noticeable  everywhere.  Captain 
Witham's  statement  to  the  Boston  Journal  covered  the 
case  exactly:  "We  expect  to  win.  If  Brown  should  happen 
to  beat  us  there  would  be  no  excuse  to  offer."  And  thus 
the  morning  of  November  26th  found  two  thou- 
sand Dartmouth  men  holding  the  usual  Dartmouth  reunion, 
both  at  the  hotels  and  at  the  field,  in  a  genuine  holiday 
mood,  looking  for  another  exhibition  of  wonderful  foot- 
ball from  the  team  that  beat  Harvard.  "Eke"  Hall,  "Bob" 
Lakeman,  "Squash"  Little,  old  players  by  the  score,  were 
recognized  among  the  throng.  Old  graduates  exchanged 
congratulations  with  a  bright  eye  and  a  quiet  smile,  and 
were  glad  that  they  were  Dartmouth  men. 

At  Varick  Park  ten  thousand  people  sat  and  shivered  in 
the  frosty  morning  air,  waiting  for  the  game  to  begin. 
Brown  was  host  this  year,  and  the  Providence  sympathizers, 
three  thousand  strong,  occupied  the  main  grand  stand  and 
the  adjacent  bleachers,  where  last  year  the  Dartmouth  root- 
ers had  held  forth.  Across  the  field,  on  the  great  wooden 
stand,  which  had  been  built  to  accommodate  them,  sat  stu- 
dents, friends  and  alumni  of  Dartmouth  to  the  number  of 
five  thousand.  The  ends  of  the  field  were  thronged  with 
spectators,  gathered  principally  at  the  north.  The  teams 
came  on  the  field  and  were  hailed  with  the  usual  yells  of 
greeting. 

There  was  a  little  anxiety  among  the  rooters  in  regard 
to  Patteson,  Glaze  and  Hooper,  for  the  practice  on  Novem- 
ber 18th  had  resulted  in  injury  to  all  three,  but,  to  the  great 
relief  of  the  crowd,  all  were  seen  in  their  usual  places.  By 
the  line-up  in  practice  it  was  seen  that  the  same  combination 
of  backs,  which  began  the  Harvard  game,  would  start  this 


FOOTBALL   AT  DARTMOUTH.  219 

one  also.  With  the  substitutes  along  the  side  lines,  were 
seen  the  familiar  forms  of  Jack  O'Connor,  who  had  been 
at  Hanover  ever  since  the  successful  ending  of  Bowdoin's 
season,  "Dubsy"  Farmer,,  who  was  to  act  as  our  linesman,, 
and  "Fat"  Smith.  "Fat"  now  really  merited  his  nickname, 
for  he  was  of  aldermanic  girth,  and  tipped  the  scales  at  240. 
He  and  Jack  had  done  great  work  at  Hanover  during  the 
week  preceding  the  game,  and  not  a  little  of  the  finished 
perfection  of  the  play  was  due  to  their  efforts.  Jack  Griffin 
and  "Wife"  Jennings  were  also  in  attendance,  and  before 
the  game  was  over  "Vic"  Place  and  Fred  Crolius  joined  the 
group  of  coaches. 

After  the  usual  conference  with  the  officials,  the  teams 
separated  and  it  was  seen  that  Dartmouth  had  won  the  toss. 
Brown  was  preparing  to  kick  off  and  Dartmouth,  spread  out 
toward  the  north,  was  getting  ready  to  receive  the  ball. 
Last  of  all  the  eleven,  Captain  Witham  pulled  over  his  head 
a  grayish-green  sweater,  bearing  a  D  which  had  once  been 
white,  and  handed  it  to  a  substitute,  who  bore  it  reverently 
to  the  side  lines.  That  old  green  sweater!  What  mem- 
ories it  recalled!  I  remembered  as  plainly  as  though  it  were 
but  yesterday  the  day  when  I  had  first  seen  him  wear  it. 
That  day  we  overcame,  well,  not  the  Nervii,  but  at  least  the 
strong  Amherst  eleven,  flushed  with  unexpected  success  over 
Williams,  and  confident  of  the  championship.  Again  I 
could  see  old  "Put,"  raging  like  the  bull  that  he  was,  dis- 
posing in  grand  style  of  Amherst's  All-America  tackle,  Ty- 
ler. Once  more  Joe  Edwards,  with  his  right  ear  pounded 
to  a  pulp,  seemed  to  smash  through  the  opposing  line  for 
long  gains.  There  still  rang  in  my  ears  the  hoarse,  piercing 
voice  of  the  little  man  that  drove  them,  as,  disdaining  to 
use  signals,  he  cried  to  Tyler  that  the  play  was  coming 


220  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

through  him,  to  stop  it  if  he  could!  Many  times  has  the 
old  sweater  come  back  to  us  since  then,  and  if,  in  latter 
years,  its  owner,  wasted  by  sickness,  no  longer  stretched  it 
tight,  still  all  the  old  fire,  all  the  old  spirit,  all  the  old  loy- 
alty was  there,  and  the  sight  of  this  old  friend  seems  to  say 
that  he  is  with  us  in  spirit  to-day.  Hark  to  that  yell: 

"  Wah-who-wah ! 
Wah-who-wah! 
Da-da-Dartmouth ! 
Wah-who-wah ! 
T-I-G-E-R. 
Mac's  old  sweater! 
Mac's  old  sweater! 
Mac's  old  sweater!" 

But  Euss  was  standing  ready,  awaiting  the  referee's 
whistle,  and  Myron  was  giving  a  last  word  of  instruction  to 
the  backs  behind  him.  How  different  from  last  year! 
Then  it  had  been  anxiety,  nervousness,  a  mixture  of  hope 
and  fear,  in  players  and  spectators  alike.  Now  there  \va> 
calm  assurance.  Joe  Gilman  and  Henry  Hooper,  chums 
and  comrades  all  their  lives,  had  been  laughing  and  joking 
together  a  few  moments  before,  and  the  whole  team  wore  a 
holiday  look. 

The  whistle  blew  and  Russ  sent  the  ball  along  the  ground 
to  Gilman,  who  fell  on  it  just  15  yards  from  the  midde  of 
the  field.  With  just  70  yards  to  go  for  a  touchdown  Dart- 
mouth lined  up  for  her  attack  and  sent  Foster  crashing  into 
the  line.  It  was  seen  at  once  that  Brown  had  a  most  deter- 
mined defense,  for  her  linesmen  charged  as  swiftly  as  their 
opponents  and  her  big  backs  were  under  the  play  like  a 
flash.  Foster's  charge  was  as  swift  as  the  spring  of  a  wild 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  221 

beast,  yet  it  was  good  for  only  three  yards.  Patteson  and 
Yaughan  took  their  turn,  gaining  but  little  over  their  own 
length.  The  two  lines  struck  each  other  with  a  terrible 
rasp  of  canvas  on  canvas.  The  ball  snapped,  and,  as  the 
report  of  a  gun  follows  the  flash,  came  this  loud  "Hrrrrck," 
sounding  over  all  the  field.  With  two  lines  of  the  same 
speed  and  the  same  strength,  it  was  only  the  superior  weight 
of  the  Hanover  forwards  and  the  quicker  start  of  the  Dart- 
mouth backs  that  sent  them  ahead  for  two  and  three  yards 
at  a  jump.  Twice  Foster  got  through  for  five  yards,  twice 
for  six,  and  once  for  seven,  but  the  rest  of  the  \vay  it  was 
the  most  dogged  kind  of  fighting.  Patteson  and  Vaughan 
would  shoot  into  holes  and  fall  with  a  two  yard  gain,  and 
then  Foster  would  fight  his  way  through  for  four  more.  I 
have  seen  many  line-bucking  backs,  but  I  have  never  seen 
anything  to  equal  the  playing  of  Amos  Foster  during  those 
first  ten  minutes  of  the  game  at  Manchester.  Of  one  thing 
I  am  certain:  There  was  not  another  back  playing  football 
in  1903  who  could  have  torn  the  Brown  defense  to  shreds 
as  he  did.  The  ball  was  on  the  four  yard  line  with  third 
down  and  two  to  go.  Again  Foster  was  called  upon,  and 
in  a  last  fierce  charge  he  carried  it  over,  while  joyful  yells 
rang  out  from  the  Dartmouth  cheering  section. 

Jimmy's  trusty  right  foot  sent  the  oval  squarely  between 
the  posts,  and  the  great  crowd  counted  six.  With  the 
games  of  the  past  in  mind  I  added  up:  Dartmouth  68, 
Brown  86. 

Brown  demanded  that  Dartmouth  kick  off,  so  the  teams 
changed  goals,  and  Turner  sent  one  of  his  mighty  kicks  to 
Curtis  almost  on  the  goal  line  itself.  The  Providence  half- 
back came  up  the  field  fast,  dodging  or  warding  off  man 
after  man.  Twenty-eight  yards  he  covered,  but  Witham 


222  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

brought  him  down.  A  line-up,  and  Euss  sent  the  Provi- 
dence rooters  wild  with  joy  by  skirting  Turner  for  eight 
yards.  But  Dartmouth's  line  would  give  no  more,  and  two 
desperate  charges  made  no  impression  on  its  stone-wall  de- 
fense. And  to  add  the  last  straw  to  Brown's  burden  of 
misfortune,  Gilman-and  Lindsay  blocked  HascalFs  punt. 
It  was  Dartmouth's  ball  just  45  yards  from  a  touchdown. 
Patteson's  lame  ankle,  injured  again  in  the  second  rush  of 
the  game,  now  gave  out  for  good,  and  Dave  Main  went  in. 
Two  charges  by  the  halves  gained  but  a  yard  apiece,  and 
Witham  punted  outside  at  Brown's  26  yard  line.  Again 
on  the  first  rush  Brown  made  her  distance,  and  again  Dart- 
mouth stopped  her  opponents  twice  at  the  line.  The  sec- 
ond play  was  a  well  executed  trick,  but  Glaze's  sinewy  grasp 
clutched  one  ankle  of  the  runner  and  held  him  firmly.  Has- 
call  punted  to  Main,  and  the  latter  by  beautiful  dodging 
ran  the  ball  in  16  yards.  Hrrrrck!  Foster  charged 
through  for  four  yards.  Hrrrrck!  Turner  added  a  like 
amount.  It  was  positively  cruel  to  see  it.  Brown  would 
not  budge  an  inch  and  Dartmouth  was  literally  train])! ing 
them  under  foot.  At  the  25  yard  line  she  was  almost 
stopped,  and  again  at  the  15.  Finally  it  was  on  the  seven 
yard  line,  and  Brown  held  twice.  Her  defense  was  really 
magnificent  in  its  doggedness  and  determination.  With 
the  instinct  of  a  born  leader  Myron  did  exactly  what  his 
opponents  did  not  expect.  From  the  left  side  line  he  sent 
a  quick  on-side  kick  across  the  field.  The  ball  struck  the 
right  hand  goal  post  and  bounded  off  across,  with  22  men 
in  pursuit.  Schwinn  just  got  his  fingers  on  it  in  the  air, 
but  Vaughan  and  Foster  were  too  quick.  It  was  Dart- 
mouth's ball,  three  yards  from  the  line.  Still  Brown  was 
game  and  it  took  two  plays  to  send  Jimmy  across. 


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FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  223 

Again  the  yells,  culminating  as  the  great,  little  right  half 
kicked  a  perfect  goal  from  an  extreme  angle.  Dartmouth 
12  (and  I  mentally  added  Dartmouth  74,  Brown  86). 

Once  more  the  Providence  eleven  chose  to  receive  the 
kick-off,  and  Turner  sent  the  ball  to  the  very  goal  line. 
Curtis  was  not  so  fortunate  this  time,  recovering  but 
17  yards.  Smash!  Webb  struck  the  line  but  failed. 
Crash!  Euss  had.  no  better  luck.  Third  down,  four  and 
a  half  to  go.  Hascall  went  back  to  punt  and  barely  suc- 
ceeded in  getting  the  ball  away.  It  was  the  same  with  him 
as  it  was  with  LeMoyne:  he  had  no  time  to  punt  properly. 
The  ball  went  to  the  48  yard  line  and  Dartmouth  started 
for  the  goal  line  a  third  time. 

So  far  Myron  had  been  pounding,  pounding  at  his  oppo- 
nents' line.  The  Brown  ends  were  both  veterans,  and  in 
the  Harvard-Brown  game  had  thrown  the  Crimson  backs 
for  a  loss  at  almost  every  attempt.  Dartmouth's  weight 
and  strength  were  bound  to  win  the  line  bucking  game,  and 
every  exchange  of  punts  meant  ten  yards'  gain  for  the 
Green.  Xow,  however,  with  the  game  well  in  hand,  Myron 
changed  his  tactics,  and,  after  one  five  yard  smash  by  Fos- 
ter, shot  Dave  Main  around  his  opponents'  left.  Vaughan 
put  Schwinn  out  of  the  play,  and  Dave  went  clear.  Nine- 
teen yards  he  covered,  amidst  the  wild  yells  of  the  Han- 
over contingent,  but  Euss  pulled  him  down.  Smash! 
Smash!  Two  ripping  plays  through  the  line,  then  Turner 
was  brought  back.  Three  times  he  ploughed  through, 
covering  14  yards.  It  was  first  down  on  the  three  yard 
line,  but  Brown  was  game  to  the  last.  Twice  Turner 
plunged  into  the  line,  and  twice  ,they  stopped  him  short. 
A  third  time  the  big  tackle  was  given  the  ball,  and  the 
weary  Brunonians  fell  back  before  his  strength.  It  was 


224  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

a  touchdown,  in  the  extreme  corner  of  the  field.  AVit ham's 
punt-out  failed,  and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  17. (D. 
79,  B.  86.) 

Still  Brown  had  an  idea  that  once  in  possession  of  the 
ball  she  could  rush  it  down  the  field,  and  once  more  Cap- 
tain Webb  requested  that  Dartmouth  kick  off.  Accord- 
ingly Turner  sent  the  ball  to  the  19  yard  line,  whence  Keen 
ran  it  in  16  yar.ds.  Brown  tried  right  end,  but  Glaze 
threw  his  man  for  a  two  yard  loss.  Again  Brown  tried 
the  end,  and  in  their  desperation  they  tackled  two  Hanover 
men  who  were  about  to  down  the  runner.  The  play  cost 
them  20  yards  for  holding,  and  from  the  eight  yard  line 
Hascall  sent  a  punt  to  Vaughan,  who,  catching  it  on  the 
bounce  near  the  right  side  line,  ran  it  in  16  yards, 
dodging  and  fighting  all  the  way.  Keen  was  injured  and 
gave  way  to  Corp.  Two  smashes  by  Foster  brought  first 
down  inside  the  25  yard  line.  Turner  banged  through  for 
three,  then  Vaughan,  clinging  to  Witham's  shoulder,  tore 
around  right  end  and  ran  21  yards  for  a  touch- 
down. Foster  gave  great  interference,  and  Witham  warded 
off  man  after  man.  The  Hanover  rooters  rose  as  one  man 
to  cheer  the  play,  and  the  enthusiasm  did  not  abate  when 
Myron's  punt-out  was  not  caught.  Dartmouth,  22.  This 
equaled  the  high  score  thus  far  in  Brown-Dartmouth  con- 
tests and  made  the  total,  Dartmouth  84,  Brown  86. 

This  experience  disgusted  Brown  with  receiving  the  kick- 
off  and  Russ  sent  the  ball  to  Main  on  Dartmouth's  five  yard 
line.  The  left  half  back  ran  the  kick  in  splendidly  to  the 
28  yard  line,  and  Dartmouth's  attack  began  again.  Foster 
got  his  usual  five  yards,  and  Vaughan  cleared  Hascall  for 
15.  Here  the  umpire  took  a  hand  in  the  game  and  set 
Dartmouth  back  ten  yards.  On  the  very  first  play  Glaze 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  225 

got  loose  and  tore  down  the  field  for  thirty-six  yards.  Once 
more  Brown  put  up  a  most  stubborn  defense  and  repulsed 
two  plays  with  little  gain.  Witham  punted  to  Brown's 
12  yard  line,  Brown  ran  it  in  five  yards  and  punted  back, 
giving  Dartmouth  the  ball  and  four  yards  advance.  Fos- 
ter made  his  distance,  and  Glaze  a  second  time  cleared  Has- 
call,  for  12  yards  on  this  occasion.  On  a  direct  pass 
the  captain  cleared  Schwinn  for  15  yards,  falling  finally  near 
the  western  side  line.  A  brown-clad  player  landed  heavily 
on  Witham's  neck  as  he  lay  there,  and  it  was  feared  that  he 
would  have  to  be  taken  out.  He  took  the  limit  of  time, 
then  resumed  the  game.  The  boasted  Brown  ends  were 
powerless  to  stem  the  tide,  overwhelmed  by  the  power  and 
speed  of  the  Dartmouth  offense.  Vaughan  skirted  Has- 
call  for  seven  yards,  Turner  ploughed  through  for  four,  and 
Main  crossed  the  line  for  Dartmouth's  fifth  touchdown.  As 
Vaughan's  kick  gave  us  our  28th  point,  the  east  stand  sang: 

"Fill  up  the  glass  to  the  ruddy  brim, 
Drink  to  the  glory  that  naught  can  dim, 
Dear  old  Dartmouth's  splendid  name, 
Dear  old  Dartmouth's  deathless  fame, 
For  hers  is  the  strength  of  the  Granite  hills, 
Strong  to  resist  when  the  tempest  thrills, 
Hers  of  old  the  victory; 
Hers  the  triumph  yet  to  be." 

I  counted  90  to  86  as  the  teams  changed  goals,  and  for 
the  first  time  in  ten  years  the  Xew  Hampshire  college  led 
in  total  points. 

Says  "The  Dartmouth:"  "Lindsay  received  the  next  kick- 
off  on  his  20  yard  line  and  pushed  the  whole  Brown  team 
back  12  yards."  While  this  statement  may  be  a  slight 

15 


226  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

exaggeration  of  the  truth  as  one  reads  it,  it  certainly 
seemed  so  at  the  time.  He  looked  for  all  the  world  like 
a  great  bear  dragging  after  him  eight  or  nine  hounds  who 
had  fastened  themselves  to  him.  Witham  went  around 
the  end  for  a  bare  yard  and  a  half,  Vaughan  made  it  first 
down,  and  Foster  smashed  through  for  six  yards  more. 

Time  was  nearly  up  and  Myron  sent  Dave  Main  around 
on  a  double  pass.  Schwinn  was  awake,  however,  and  threw 
the  runner  for  a  seven  yard  loss.  A  fake  kick  let  Main 
recover  six  yards  of  this,  and  Witham  punted  to  Brown's 
30  yard  line,  where  Schwinn's  fumble  gave  the  ball  to  the 
Green  once  more  just  at  the  call  of  time. 

Between  the  halves  the  Dartmouth  Band  made  itself  heard 
and  song  and  cheer  followed  each  other  in  quick  succession. 
Most  of  us  wrere  busy  speculating  on  the  final  score,  the 
prevailing  opinion  placing  it  at  45  to  0.  Before  the  game, 
John  Bowler,  in  his  optimistic  way,  had  prophesied  30  to  0, 
but  we  were  within  two  points  of  that  already. 

As  the  teams  came  out  for  the  second  period  Billy  Knibbs 
and  "Mary"  Dillon  were  seen  among  the  number,  and  were 
duly  greeted  by  the  crowd.  It  was  Dartmouth's  kick-off 
and  Leigh  Turner  sent  one  of  his  great  twisters  to 
Schwartz,  who  gathered  it  in  on  Brown's  seven  yard  line, 
and  started  up  the  field.  He  traveled  12  yards  before 
Turner  picked  him  off  his  feet  and  slammed  him  to  the 
ground.  In  the  first  play  Lindsay  broke  through  Webb 
and  stretched  Pearsall  on  the  sod  just  four  yards  back  of 
the  line.  With  the  Hanover  linemen  charging  down  on 
him,  Hascall  got  off  a  hurried  punt,  which  was  captured  by 
Dillon  on  the  53  yard  line.  Shaking  off  Schwinn  and 
dodging  Corp,  the  swift  half-back  recovered  13  yards. 

Brown  was  too  eager,  and  it  cost  them  five  yards  of  dis- 
tance. The  next  play  showed  what  marvellous  team  work 


FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH.  227 

could  do,  even  against  determined  opposition.  Billy  Knibbs 
smashed  into  the  center,  Joe  Oilman  and  Hooper  grabbed 
him,  and  the  three  of  them  pushed  back  the  whole  Brown 
eleven  for  14  yards  before  they  could  get  the  runner 
off  his  feet.  Four  more  smashes  by  Dillon  and  Knibbs 
took  the  ball  to  the  ten  yard  line.  Dave  Main  cleared 
Schwinn  for  five  more,  and  another  touchdown  was  im- 
minent. Still  Brown  was  game,  and  two  plunges  into  the 
line  left  the  ball  on  the  two  yard  line,  with  only  one  more 
trial  allowed.  Turner  was  brought  back,  and  shot  his  great 
body  through  "Webb  for  the  required  distance.  For  the 
only  time  in  the  game  the  trial  for  goal  was  unsuccessful, 
and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth  33. 

Main  caught  Brown's  short  kick-off  on  the  25  yard  line 
and  carried  it  back  15  jrards.  One  smash  into  the  line 
and  the  left  half-back  circled  Schwinn  for  an  even  ten 
yards.  Knibbs  ploughed  through  Colter  for  a  long  gain, 
keeping  his  feet  beautifully,  and  covering  16  yards  before 
he  was  brought  down.  Again  Brown's  defense  stiff- 
ened and  they  contested  every  foot  of  the  distance  from 
here  on.  Once  Dartmouth  rushed  for  no  gain,  but  the 
next  play  sent  Main  through  Webb  for  six  yards.  Lind- 
say was  playing  a  magnificent  game,  both  on  offense  and 
defense.  He  had  the  hardest  man  in  the  Brown  line  to 
handle,  and  he  was  handling  him  without  gloves.  Dillon 
made  it  first  down  just  four  and  a  half  yards  from  the  goal. 
Turner  was  stopped  with  a  foot  gained,  Main  smashed 
through  to  the  two  yard  line,  and  it  was  third  down.  Dil- 
lon shot  through  and  was  just  falling  across  the  goal  line 
when  two  Brown  men  seized  him,  and  quickly  twisted  him 
around  to  the  right.  "Mary"  fought  hard,  but  to  no  avail; 
it  was  Brown's  ball  on  downs  just  one  foot  from  the  line. 


228  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

The  east  side  generously  applauded  this  gallant  stand  and 
the  west  cheered  wildly.  Brown's  punter  went  back  for  a 
kick,  but  Dartmouth's  linemen,  furious  at  having  been 
robbed  of  their  touchdown,  shot  through  from  all  directions 
and  poor  Hascall  had  barely  time  to  hit  the  ball  a  feeble 
tap  with  his  shin,  which  scarcely  sent  it  over  the  heads  of  the 
players.  The  crowd  ran  back,  and  big  Bill  Lindsay  reached 
up  over  the  heads  of  the  others  and,  still  running  back- 
wards, caught  the  ball  some  nine  feet  from  the  ground, 
heeling  it  at  the  same  moment.  A  great  yell  greeted  this 
bit  of  clever  work  and  a  louder  one  hailed  Turner's  beau- 
tiful goal  from  the  field.  Dartmouth  38. 

Dartmouth  spread  out  to  the  south,  and  Hascall  sent  a 
poor  kick  to  Witham  on  Dartmouth's  21  yard  line.  The 
captain  started  like  a  shot,  cutting  off  toward  the  right. 
The  whole  team  contributed  to  his  interference,  but  Glaze 
and  Dillon  were  especially  prominent.  At  the  very  center 
of  the  field  a  Brown  man  stood  squarely  in  his  way,  but 
Glaze  hurled  himself  at  the  tackier  and  Myron  ran  on.  On 
Brown's  40  yard  line  he  hurdled  a  player,  but  did  not  land 
squarely  on  his  feet;  he  stumbled  and,  before  he  could  get 
up  speed,  was  tackled  from  the  side  and  fell.  He  had  cov- 
ered 54  yards,  the  longest  run  of  the  game  so  far.  Smash! 
Knibbs  tore  through  center  for  six  yards.  Main  threw 
himself  at  Hascall,  and  Dillon  ran  around  the  right  end 
for  16  yards.  Four  short  charges  took  the  ball  to  the 
seven  yard  line,  and  Knibbs  tore  through,  aided  by  Hooper 
and  Witham,  for  the  rest  of  the  distance  to  the  goal. 
Turner's  goal  added  our  44th  point. 

A  touchdown  in  seven  plays  was  too  much  for  Brown, 
and  they  decided  that  they  would  do  better  to  receive  the 
kick-off.  Accordingly  Turner  lifted  the  oval  into  the  air, 


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and  Pearsall,  catching  it  on  the  very  goal  line,  ran  it  in 
2-i  yards,,  dodging  three  Dartmouth  men  as  he  went.  Corp 
tried  the  line,  but  Lillard  threw  him  for  a  loss,  and  Has- 
call  went  back  to  punt.  Witham  had  several  times  suc- 
ceeded in  almost  blocking  Brown's  kicks,  and  now  was  suc- 
cessful, meeting  the  ball  squarely  in  the  air.  Turner  picked 
it  up  and,  with  beautiful  interference1  by  the  captain,  he 
banged  and  dodged  his  way  through  the  whole  Brown  team 
for  a  touchdown,  scored  in  exactly  three  plays.  The  big 
tackle  then  kicked  the  goal,  and  the  score  stood,  Dartmouth 
50. 

This  experience  disgusted  Brown  with  receiving  the  kick- 
off  and  Captain  Webb  demanded  the  ball.  A  poor  kick 
was  caught  by  Clough  on  the  Green's  40  yard  line,  Knibbs 
tore  through  the  line  for  11  yards,  and  Dillon  made  one 
of  the  prettiest  runs  of  the  game,  falling  at  last  on  Brown's 
36  yard  line.  Three  short  plunges  by  the  halves  netted 
seven  yards,  Knibbs  smashed  through  for  six  more,  and 
Turner  was  brought  back.  With  tremendous  power  he 
forged  ahead  for  12  yards,  ploughing,  as  one  man  said, 
"like  a  rotary  snow-plough  through  a  Dakota  blizzard." 
Still  Brown  did  not  "quit,"  and  it  took  three  plays  for  the 
next  first  down.  The  ball  was  on  the  six  yard  line  and 
Turner  was  called  back  once  more.  With  a  crash  and  a 
plunge  he  shot  through  and  fell  across  the  line.  Myron 
carried  the  ball  out  and  Turner  kicked  a  perfect  goal. 
Dartmouth  56. 

Brown's  kick-off  went  only  25  yards  to  Lillard,  who 
brought  it  back  more  than  half  that  distance.  Knibbs 
smashed  through  Webb  for  11  yards,  and  the  ball  was 
in  the  very  center  of  the  field.  A  fake  by  Glaze  carried 
the  leather  close  to  the  eastern  side  line,  but  advanced  it  a 


280  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

bare  yard.  The  next  play  resulted  in  the  longest  run  of 
of  the  game.  On  the  same  end  play  that  let  Glaze  loose 
in  the  Princeton  game,  Lillard  skirted  Brown's  line  and 
ran  54  yards  for  a  touchdown.  Turner  kicked  the  goal,  mak- 
ing Dartmouth's  total,  62. 

And  now  a  remarkable  thing  happened.  Brown  put  in 
five  fresh  men:  Elrod,  Leland,  Walsh,  Savage,  and  the  old 
M.  I.  T.  full-back,  Heckraan,  and  demanded  the  kick-off. 
Turner  sent  the  ball  for  the  fourth  time  whirling  to  the 
goal  line,  and  little  Schwartz  ran  it  in  16  yards. 
Turner  was  injured  and  took  the  full  limit  of  time.  And 
now  to  the  consternation  of  the  Dartmouth  supporters,  the 
joy  of  their  own,  and  the  surprise  of  every  one,  Brown  be- 
gan to  hustle  their  heavy  opponents  back  up  the  field  in 
quick  order.  The  plays  were  aimed  at  Glaze,  Turner  and 
Clough  for  the  most  part.  Four  smashes  through  and 
around  the  injured  tackle  netted  19  yards.  Heckman 
cleared  Glaze  for  eight  yards,  but  the  second  trial,  aimed 
at  Clough  and  Hooper,  resulted  in  a  loss. 

Schwinn  skirted  left  end  for  six  yards,'  and  it  was  first 
down.  The  two  crowds,  which  had  settled  back  to  behold 
the  avalanche  early  in  the  game  and  had  yelled  in  a  per- 
functory manner  all  through  the  contest,  now  woke  up  and 
fairly  made  things  hum.  Bullock  took  Lillard's  place  and 
was  given  a  great  ovation  as,  wearing  his  heavy  shoulder 
protector,  he  trotted  out  upon  the  field.  Brown  was 
caught  for  no  gain  on  the  next  play  and  made  only  two 
yards  on  the  next,  but  managed  to  squeeze  out  a  first  down 
in  spite  of  this  on  the  third  play.  Schwinn  gained  an- 
other first  down  and  Savage  another,  carrying  the  ball  for 
an  even  ten  yards.  But  here,  on  their  own  35  yard  line, 
the  Dartmouth  line  repulsed  two  plays  for  a  loss,  and  Le- 
land went  back  to  punt. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  231 

A  bad  fumble  occurred,  and  the  kick  was  blocked,  but 
Savage  chased  the  ball  back  and  saved  it  for  Brown.  As 
the  play  had  resulted  in  a  20  yard  loss,  it  was  first  down 
again.  Gage  took  dough's  place.  Again  Dartmouth  came 
out  of  her  trance,  and  repulsed  the  next  two  plays  with  a 
loss.  Leland,  punting,  sent  up  a  high  one,  which,  carried 
by  the  wind,  bounced  and  rolled  down  the  field  and  over  the 
goal  line.  Main  made  the  touch-back  and  Captain  Witham 
kicked  out  from  the  25  yard  line.  Schwartz  was  downed 
on  Brown's  45  yard  line,  and  the  Providence  eleven  lined 
up  once  more  for  their  attack.  Two  plunges  brought  first 
down,  and  then  began  a  curious  contest.  Dartmouth  held 
Brown  for  two  downs  three  times  in  succession,  only  to  relax 
and  allow  them  their  distance  on  the  last  trial.  Farrier 
was  given  a  chance,  and  Joe  Oilman,  who  had  been  playing 
like  a  fiend,  was  called  to  the  side  lines,  with  the  skin  half 
torn  off  his  hands,  lame  and  sore  in  body,  and  panting  with 
weariness,  but  fighting  mad  at  the  idea  of  being  taken  out. 
Brown  barely  got  her  distance  twice  more,  but  with  the  ball 
on  the  30  yard  line  Dartmouth  made  a  last  determined 
stand.  Bullock  threw  Heckman  for  a  loss,  and  Gage 
stopped  Savage  at  the  line.  With  the  ball  on  the  30  yard 
line,  third  down  and  five  to  go,  the  time-keeper's  whistle 
ended  the  game. 

The  summary: 

Dartmouth.  Brown. 

Lillard    1.    end    r Hascall 

Bullock  Elrod 

Lindsay 1.  tackle  r Webb 

Gilman   1.  guard  r Fletcher 

Farrier  Leland 


232  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Hooper    center Colter 

Clough    r.  guard  1 McGregor 

Gage 

Turner    r.  tackle  1 Higgins 

Glaze r.  end  1 Schwinn 

Witham    quarter Schwartz 

Patteson 1.  half-back  r Curtis 

Main  Pearsall 

Savage 

Vaughan    r.  half-back  1 Keen 

Dillon  Corp 

Walsh 

Foster   full-back Russ 

Knibbs  Heckman 

Score,  Dartmouth  62,  Brown  0.  Touchdowns,  Foster, 
Vaughan  (2),  Turner  (4),  Main,  Knibbs,  Lillard.  Goals 
from  touchdowns,  Vaughan  (3),  Turner  (4).  Goal  from  the 
field,  Turner.  Umpire,  Mr.  Whiting  of  Cornell.  Beferee, 
Mr.  Pendleton  of  Bowdoin.  Head  linesman,  Mr.  Saul  of 
Newton  A.  A.  Linesmen,  Farmer  of  Dartmouth  and  Hunt 
of  Brown.  Time,  two  35  minute  halves. 

NOTE  AND  COMMENT. 

"Vic"  Place  was  very  much  struck  by  the  playing  of  Dave 
Main.  "Just  look  at  Dave  Main!"  he  exclaimed  on  one  occa- 
sion. "How  he  has  improved!  He  is  as  good  as  any  of 
them  now." 

The  apparent  weakening  of  Dartmouth's  defense  at  the 
end  of  the  game  was  due,  no  doubt,  to  the  fact  that  very 
few  of  the  men  had  slept  the  night  before.  The  hotel  was 


FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH.  233 

crowded  with  guests,  and  five  or  six  of  these  had  persisted  in 
racing  up  and  down  stairs  and  yelling  in  the  halls  all  through 
the  night. 

The  field  was  in  terrible  shape  before  the  game  was  ten 
minutes  old.  The  sun  had  brought  enough  of  a  thaw  to 
leave,  in  certain  places,  a  thin  film  of  mud,  which  was  just 
enough  to  make  footing  uncertain  without  softening  the 
former  hardness  of  the  ground.  In  the  course  of  Dart- 
mouth's second  march  to  the  goal  line  in  the  latter  half  of 
the  game,  Dillon,  making  a  remarkable  hurdle  over  two  men, 
tripped  and  struck  the  ground  head  first.  He  was  picked 
up  perfectly  black  in  the  face  from  mud,  but  when  this  was 
washed  off  two  great  red  patches  were  evident,  from  which 
the  skin  had  been  scraped  clean. 

Sixty-two  to  nothing!  Never  since  the  coming  of  Hop- 
kins and  Millard  in  '93,  had  Brown  received  such  a  trouncing 
as  this.  Sixty-two  to  nothing!  !  We  had  read  of  the  Uni- 
versity of  Michigan's  beating  Michigan  Agricultural  Insti- 
tute 88  to  0,  but  no  such  score  as  this  was  ever  heard  of  in 
the  East,  between  colleges  of  any  standing.  This  to  Brown! 
Brown  who  had  tied  Yale  and  tied  and  beaten  Pennsylvania, 
and  scored  upon  Harvard  time  and  again.  Sixty-two  to 
nothing!  I  fear  that  in  spite  of  my  attempt  to  be  charitable 
there  is  a  touch  of  malice  in  my  gloating.  I  think  now  how, 
after  Brown  had  held  Harvard  11  to  6,  in  the  fall  of  1900, 
her  team  came  to  Hanover  and  won  a  desperate  battle,  which 
they  would  have  lost  had  not  Halliday  slipped  in  the  snow 
as  he  punted  out  fom  behind  the  goal  line.  Then  came  the 
Liber  Brunensis,  wearily  complaining  that  Brown  could  not 
find  anybody  to  play  with  who  was  just  in  her  class.  She 
could  almost  win  from  the  big  three,  but  not  quite,  and  there 
was  no  one  else  who  could  make  a  fight  interesting  for  her. 


234  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Interesting,  forsooth!  Since  the  publication  of  the  afore- 
said wail  Dartmouth  has  scored  96  points  on  Brown  in  three- 
games,  an  average  of  32  per  game;  Brown  has  scored  six- 
points  in  the  same  period,  an  average  of  two.  I  wonder  if 
our  Providence  friends  will  admit  that  their  games  with  us 
have  increased  in  interest! 

One  of  the  features  of  the  game  was  the  kicking  of 
Turner.  Time  and  again,  with  or  against  the  wind,  he  sent 
his  kick-offs  whirling  to  the  goal  line.  In  spite  of  one  poor 
one  of  41  yards,  his  six  attempts  averaged  just  51  yards. 
Brown's  seven  kick-offs  averaged  but  2S1/4  yards.  In  the 
punting,  too,  Dartmouth's  superiority  was  very  manifest. 
Witham's  first  kick  was  carried  outside  by  the  wind,  and 
counted  for  only  19  yards,  but  in  his  other  trials  he  made  38,. 
36  and  45  yards,  an  average  of  39  yards.  Brown's  punts 
traveled  30,  30,  35,  28,  33,  14  and  55  yards,  an  average  of  :!•„> 
yards.  In  addition,  three  of  Brown's  punts  were  blocked. 

"After  the  game  the  Dartmouth  men  bunched  up  and 
started  to  count  the  score,  but  when  they  reached  43  and 
were  out  of  breath  some  one  yelled:  'Cut  it  out,  you'll  lose 
the  train/  and  the  attempt  ended  in  a  laugh." — Boston  Post. 

"The  interference  on  end  runs  by  Dartmouth  swept  all  be- 
fore it.  In  her  kicking,  too,  Dartmouth  was  far  superior. 
The  whole  Dartmouth  team  played  good  ball,  but  AVitham 
and  Turner  stood  out  above  the  rest.  Hooper,  the  star  cen- 
ter, was  always  covered  by  three  men,  but  in  spite  of  this  he 
was  frequently  conspicuous  in  the  plays.  Oilman  and  Lind- 
say opened  the  best  holes  in  the  line.  The  ends  were  always 
in  the  game,  and  they  were  successfully  used  in  rushing  the 
ball.  Of  the  two  sets  of  backs  that  Dartmouth  used  it  would 
be  hard  to  choose  the  best  man.  Every  one  of  the  six  men 
was  a  sure  ground  gainer,  and  they  all  worked  together. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  235 

Dartmouth's  playing  throughout  the  game  was  such  that  she 
justified  herself  in  being  classed  up  in  the  big  four  this  fall. 
After  the  game  Coach  Murphy  of  Brown  said  that  the  Dart- 
mouth eleven  was  the  best  that  he  had  ever  seen  play  foot- 
ball."—Boston  Globe. 

"Dartmouth  simply  outclassed  Brown  in  every  single  de- 
partment of  the  game.  In  rushing  the  ball  it  had  some  590 
yards  to  its  credit,  to  Brown's  scant  100.  In  running  back 
kicks  its  advantage  was  not  so  great,  it  having  130  odd  yards 
to  something  over  90.  In  the  kicking  department  there 
was  little  comparison,  Dartmouth  was  so  overwhelmingly 
to  the  fore  in  this  respect.  Brown  was  really  surprisingly 
weak  in  booting  the  ball,  and  even  on  the  kick-offs  failed,  ex- 
cept in  few  cases,  to  get  anything  like  distance.  Weight,  as 
well  as  full  knowledge  of  the  game,  and  the  power  contained 
in  the  team,  counted  in  Dartmouth's  triumph.  Its  magnifi- 
cent lines  of  giants  and  its  sets  of  swiftly  moving  and  heavy 
backs  made  a  force  which  was  nothing  else  but  irresistible. 
Its  attack  was  not  so  rapid  as  that  which  was  shown  in  the 
game  with  Harvard,  but  it  was  much  more  varied,  and  the 
plays  more  complicated.  Line  bucking  was  alternated  with 
end  forays,  and  all  were  ground  gainers.  The  line  opened 
up  all  kinds  of  holes,  no  place  in  particular  on  the  Brown 
side  being  exempt  from  puncture.  The  end  plays  were 
splendidly  executed,  and  the  same  fine  interference  that  was 
shown  in  the  Harvard  game  was  again  in  evidence.  There 
was  a  push  and  haul  spirit  from  the  start,  and  player  off  his 
feet  was  no  sign  that  the  movement  forward  was  ended,  for 
almost  every  time  the  man  was  hauled  ahead  for  further 
gain.  The  whole  team  was  utilized,  and  once  it  swept  across 
nine  men  in  an  oblique  movement  for  the  protection  of  the 
two  going  around." — Boston  Herald. 


236  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"Brown  was  by  no  means  a  weak  combination,  and  against 
an  ordinary  team  would  have  proved  a  difficult  opponent. 
In  every  department  of  the  game  the  boys  from  Providence 
were  outgeneraled,  outclassed  and  in  fact  outplayed.  On 
both  the  offense  and  defense  Dartmouth  was  well  nigh  per- 
fection, and  in  this  line  nothing  better  could  have  been  de- 
sired. Dartmouth's  kicking  department  was  hands  down 
over  Brown,  and  every  time  Captain  Witham  planted  his  foot 
against  the  ball  it  was  sure  to  land  not  less  than  40  or  50 
yards  away,  and  not  a  single  attempt  was  blocked." — Boston 
Journal. 

"The  vaunted  quickness  of  the  lighter  men  on  the  Brown 
team  was  not  much  in  evidence  either,  and  if  there  was  any 
choice  between  the  two  teams  in  this  respect,  the  heavier 
Dartmouth  men  were  the  more  agile  of  the  two.  The  Brown 
offense  in  the  first  half  was  absolutely  ineffective  and  the 
ball  was  carried  for  a  first  down  only  once  during  the  first 
35  minutes.  After  one  or  two  futile  attempts  to  find  a  hole 
to  slide  through,  Hascall  would  be  sent  back  to  punt  and 
not  once  in  the  half  did  he  get  away  with  a  really 
good  punt.  If  the  kick  were  not  blocked,  it  never  exceeded 
25  yards  in  distance,  and  more  often  than  otherwise  the  ball 
would  be  run  back  half  of  the  distance." — Manchester 
Union. 

"Captain  Witham  of  Dartmouth  not  only  showed  remark- 
able judgment  in  directing  his  men,  but  did  splendid  work 
himself,  gaining  every  time  he  made  an  exchange  of  punts 
with  Hascall  and  also  making  many  long  runs." — Boston 
Evening  Record. 

"Brown's  fight  was  one  of  the  sandiest  and  most  desperate 
in  the  great  record  between  these  two  colleges.  They  died 
game,  as  ever  was  the  case  with  the  loser  in  these  annual  bat- 
tles, and  have  nothing  to  apologize  for.  In  the  Dartmouth 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  237 

team  they  were  up  against  the  nearest  thing  to  perfection 
that  1903  has  produced  in  the  shape  of  a  football  eleven. 
The  players  on  both  sides  played  magnificent  football. 
Witham  at  quarter  was  a  perfect  wizard.  Hooper  could  not 
be  budged.  Oilman  was  all  over  the  field,  tackling  like  a 
fiend,  opening  up  wagon  roads  and  playing  a  game  at  all 
times  that  would  have  done  credit  to  any  two  players.  What 
can  be  said  of  these  three  can  be  said  of  practically  the  whole 
Dartmouth  team,  substitutes  and  all.  A  most  pleasing  fea- 
ture of  the  game  was  the  five  minutes'  play  of  Bullock, 
Dartmouth's  old  war  horse  end,  right  at  the  close  of  the 
game.  He  played  in  a  way  that  made  Brown  mighty  thank- 
ful he  had  not  started  the  game." — Boston  Traveller. 

"Irving  0.  Hunt,  coach  of  the  Brown  eleven,  said  after 
the  game:  'I  saw  the  Harvard-Dartmouth  game  a  week  ago 
last  Saturday,  and  my  idea  is  that  Dartmouth  has  got  the 
strongest  football  team  I  ever  saw.  Captain  Witham,  quar- 
ter-back of  Dartmouth,  is  the  best  man  in  the  position  I 
know  of.  I  never  saw  any  team  play  sandier  ball  than  Brown 
did.  Our  defense  was  good,  while  Dartmouth's  offense  was 
superb.  The  brace  that  our  team  took  in  the  last  twelve 
minutes  of  play  was  the  most  remarkable  piece  of  business  I 
ever  witnessed.'  " — Manchester  Union. 

CAPTAIN  WEBB— "Dartmouth  has  a  wonderful  team 
and  they  play  grand  football.  They  deserved  to  win." 

HEAD  COACH  FRED  MURPHY,  BROWX— "That 
Dartmouth  team  is  the  best  football  eleven  I  have  ever 
seen,  and  I  don't  think  there  are  many  teams  who  can  beat 
them.  Brown  played  a  plucky  game." 

COACH  HUNT,  BROWX— "Dartmouth  outweighed  us, 
but  this  had  nothing  to  do  with  the  result.  The  best  team 
won." 


238  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

"SLUGGER"  MASON— "The  best  football  team  in  the 
country  showed  its  true  form  to-day.  My  only  regret  is  that 
Dartmouth  can  not  have  a  chance  to  meet  Yale,  and  to  re- 
play the  game  between  Princeton  and  Dartmouth  which 
came  early  in  the  season." 

CAPTAIN"  W1THAM— "Brown  made  a  good  fight,  but 
she  had  many  weak  places.  Her  right  end  and  right  guard 
positions  were  not  strong.  Dartmouth  has  had  a  good  sea- 
son, and  the  only  regret  is  that  we  did  not  win  from  Prince- 
ton." 

REFEREE  PEXDLETOX— "There  could  be  little  im- 
provement in  the  present  Dartmouth  team.  The  eleven  has 
been  well  coached  and  trained  and  to  this  as  much  as  any- 
thing else  is  due  its  success." 

COACH  FOLSOM,  DARTMOUTH— "Brown  played  a 
plucky  game  and  stayed  to  the  limit,  bracing  well  in  the 
last  five  minutes.'' — Boston  Journal. 

"Never  before  in  the  history  of  Brown  university  has  a 
football  eleven  of  that  institution  received  such  a  stinging 
and  overwhelming  defeat  as  was  administered  by  the 
Green  and  White  aggregation  of  Hanover.  The  Dartmouth 
team  clearly  and  forcibly  demonstrated  its  superiority  over 
its  opponents,  and  in  accomplishing  the  feat  rolled  up  the 
largest  score  that  has  been  made  in  any  game  of  prominence 
in  the  East  this  season.'" — Boston  Journal. 

"Among  the  most  interested  spectators  at  the  game  were 
the  Revs.  Edgar  Blake,  E.  J.  Palisoul  and  C.  C.  Mitchell. 
All  three  of  the  gentlemen  were  much  impressed  with  the 
showing  made  by  Dartmouth,  and  Mr.  Pallisoul,  who  was 
formerly  a  student  at  Springfield  several  years  when  the 
Yale-Harvard  games  were  played  in  that  city,  and  saw  most 
of  the  games  at  that  time,  says  that  he  never  saw  a  Yale 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  239 

or  Harvard  team  which,  in  his  opinion,  was  the  equal  of  the 
Dartmouth  team  as  it  played  yesterday.  Mr.  Blake  said: 
•'It  was  a  wonderful  team.  It  seems  scarcely  creditable 
that  such  large  men  could  handle  themselves  as  lightly  and 
quickly  as  those  big  forwards  did.  As  a  spectacle,  the  game 
was  not  so  interesting  as  the  Andover-Exeter  game  of  this 
year,  but  the  playing  of  Dartmouth  beat  anything  I  ever 
saw.'  Mr.  Mitchell  agreed  with  his  brother  clergymen  as  to 
the  greatness  of  the  Dartmouth  team,  and  was  of  the  opinion 
that  it  would  be  a  wonderful  team  that  could  defeat  them 
as  they  played  yesterday.  He  said  he  believed  that  Brown 
was  not  a  weak  team  but  was  opposed  to  a  set  of  men  of  such 
forceful  possibilities  that  its  weakness  was  more  apparent 
than  real/' — Manchester  Union. 

"Turner,  the  giant  right  tackle,  was,  if  any  one,  the  bright, 
particular  luminary  of  the  game  for  Dartmouth.  He  was 
used  for  everything,  as  a  hole  opener,  to  carry  the  ball, 
and  to  kick  the  goals,  the  latter  after  Vaughan  had  with- 
drawn. In  everything  he  was  superb.  Four  of  the  touch- 
downs were  made  by  him.  He  kicked  four  goals  after  touch- 
downs, missing  one,  and  got  one  goal  from  placement. 
Xext,  if  not  level  with  him,  was  Captain  Witham,  the  quar- 
ter-back of  the  year.  This  player's  part  in  the  game  was 
nothing  short  of  extraordinary.  He  was  in  every  play,  inter- 
fering or  pulling  and  hauling,  and  his  interference  for  the 
runners  was  of  a  most  telling  sort.  He  ran  the  team  splen- 
•didly,  varying  the  attack  in  a  refreshing  manner,  and  his 
work  in  carrying  the  ball  was  great.  With  Lillard,  Witham 
shared  the  honors  for  long  runs,  he  reeling  off  one  of  54 
yards  in  the  second  half.  Gilman  and  Lindsay  between  them 
•opened  some  tremendous  holes  in  the  line,  and  the  brunt  of 
the  attack  went  through  where  they  made  the  space.  The 
•ends,  Glaze  and  Lillard,  were  all  to  the  good,  and  each  did  his 


240  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

full  share  in  the  work.  Each  got  in  a  long  run,  and  Lillard's 
54  yards  for  a  touchdown  was  one  of  the  features  out  of  the 
ordinary.  Hooper  was  the  good  center  that  he  has  always 
been.  It  would  be  hard  to  choose  between  the  backs,  every 
man  of  whom  did  his  full  share.  With  such  a  line  in  front 
of  them  it  would  have  been  hard  for  them  to  do  otherwise." 
— Boston  Herald. 

"Every  man  on  the  Dartmouth  team  played  football  of  a 
high  class  order,  and  praise  should  be  given  all.  But  of 
those  who  stood  boldly,  the  most  prominent  was  Captain 
Witham.  He  led  his  team  in  a  manner  which  was  above 
criticism.  His  punting  was  far  better  than  that  of  either 
Hascall  or  Leland  and  his  work  on  the  offense  proved  a  tower 
of  strength.  Turner  at  right  tackle  did  mighty  service  and 
was  in  every  play.  Every  time  he  took  the  ball  there  was 
sure  to  be  a  gain  and  when  a  first  down  was  needed  Turner 
was  the  man  called  on  to  carry  the  ball.  Hooper  at  center 
showed  his  usual  strong  game,  but  he  had  no  mean  opponent 
in  Colter,  who  kept  the  Hanoverian  on  the  jump  from  the 
beginning  of  the  game  to  the  finish.  Lillard  and  Glaze  are  a 
clever  pair  of  ends  and  missed  few  tackles.  Patteson, 
Vaughan  and  Foster  started  in  the  back  field  for  Dartmouth 
and  later  in  the  game  Main,  Dillon  and  Knibbs  were  sub- 
stituted for  the  first  trio.  Both  sets  did  not  find  much  trou- 
ble in  gaining  ground,  but  the  bright  particular  stars  were 
'Jimmy'  Vaughan  and  Foster,  both  of  whom  are  reliable 
men  and  can  be  depended  upon  for  sure  gains.  For  Brown, 
Schwinn  did  the  best  work  of  the  day,  when  he  started  the 
grand  attempt  to  score.  He  did  good  Avork  at  left  end, 
though  a  number  of  gains  were  made  around  him.  At  car- 
rying the  ball  he  is  sure  and  certain  to  make  his  distance. 
Captain  Webb  and  Lindsay  had  a  battle  royal,  with  the  odds 
slightly  in  favor  of  the  latter." — Boston  Journal. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  241 

There  was  a  great  sameness  to  the  details  attendant  upon 
each  piece  of  scoring,  and  the  relieving  incidents  were  far 
apart.  It  may  have  been  in  MacCornack's  old  sweater,  which 
Witham  wore,  but  at  all  events,  everything  was  Dartmouth, 
even  to  the  winning  of  the  toss.  Brown  lacked  in  weight 
and  its  pluck  could  not  offset  the  handicap.  It  met  the  at- 
tacks with  a  grim,  despairing  effort  which  was  commenda- 
ble though  ineffective,  and  stuck  to  what  must  have  been  a 
disagreeable  and  disheartening  task.  It  was  best  inside  its 
own  ten  yard  line  in  defense,  and  it  was  here  they  put  up 
their  greatest  fight,  and  offered  the  most  successful  opposi- 
tion to  Dartmouth's  onward  movement.  This  was  noticeable 
in  the  second  half,  when  on  one  occasion  it  held  the  mighty 
Hanoverian  line  buckers  for  downs,  and  got  the  ball  when 
it  was  within  six  inches  of  the  goal  line.  The  line  was  pretty 
thoroughly  punctured  from  end  to  end,  and  no  one  place 
was  weaker  than  another.  Both  tackles  were  heavily  ham- 
mered, and  got  all  that  was  coming  to  them.  Most  of  the 
plays  were  aimed  at  Webb,  and  it  was  here  that  Lindsay  and 
Gilman  were  always  busy." — Boston  Herald. 

"Dartmouth  defeated  Brown  yesterday  in  their  annual 
game,  which,  as  ever,  winds  up  their  football  season.  Some 
10,000  people  crowded  into  Varick  Park,  a  goodly  two-thirds 
of  whom  wore  the  green  of  Dartmouth.  Two  bands  were 
with  the  Hanover  boys,  and  rooters  galore.  In  fact  it 
seemed  as  though  all  Hanover  had  journeyed  to  Manchester 
for  the  game.  This  is  one  feature  of  Dartmouth,  the  college 
stands  behind  its  athletic  teams  as  a  unit.  Thrice  this 
year  has  Hanover  been  deserted  in  order  that  the  team 
could  have  loyal  support,  in  its  gridiron  battles.  Inciden- 
tally, yesterday's  game  clinches  Dartmouth's  position  for 


16 


242 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 


second  honors  in  the  big  four,  and  shows  how  lucky  Prince- 
ton was  that  she  faced  Dartmouth  at  a  time  when  her  team 
was  two  weeks  nearer  top  form  than  the  New  Hampshire 
hoys.  Hanover,  with  its  marvelous  quarter,  center  and  back 
field,  should  come  pretty  near  furnishing  the  majority  of  the 
All- America  team." — Boston  Traveller. 

In  the  nine  games  which  had  now  been  played  between 
the  colleges,  Dartmouth  had  scored  124  points,  Brown  86, 
distributed  as  follows:  1894,  Brown  20,  Dartmouth  4;  1895, 
Brown  10,  Dartmouth  4;  1896,  Brown  10,  Dartmouth  10; 
1898,  Brown  12,  Dartmouth  0;  1899,  Brown  16,  Dartmouth 
5;  1900,  Brown  12,  Dartmouth  5;  1901,  Brown  0,  Dartmouth 
22;  1902,  Brown  6,  Dartmouth  12;  1903,  Brown  0,  Dart- 
mouth 62. 

The  following  table  gives  the  statistics  of  the  men  who 
played  in  the  game: 


DAJ 

RTBU 

>UTH 

^ 

-2 

1 

5KO\ 

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2              — 

NAME. 

® 

"3 

.£f 

NAME. 

® 

S             -» 

bo 

"S 

w 

be 

33                     3) 

BJ 

? 

B           ^ 

Lillard,  '05, 

22 

5ft. 

10 

n. 

150 

Hascall.  '04. 

22 

5ft. 

9 

n     153 

Lindsay.  '06, 

22 

6ft. 

4 

n. 

230     Webb,  '05. 

22 

5ft. 

11 

n 

193 

Gilman,  '06, 

21 

6ft. 

1 

n. 

220    Fletcher,  '07, 

20 

6ft. 

1 

n 

201 

Hooper,  '07, 

20 

5ft. 

7 

n. 

236    Colter,  '05, 

23 

6ft 

191 

Clough,  '06, 

23 

6  ft. 

1 

n. 

is.-,    McGregor,  '06, 

23 

6ft 

1 

n 

185 

Turner,  '04, 

22 

6ft. 

210  !  fiiggins,  '07, 

22 

5  ft. 

11 

n 

196 

Glaze,  '06, 

21 

5ft. 

8 

n. 

153  !  Schwinn,  '05, 

22 

5ft. 

4 

i) 

140 

Witham,  '04, 

23 

5ft. 

10 

n. 

170    Schwartz.  '07, 

17 

5ft. 

8 

n 

149 

Patteson,  '05, 

20 

5ft. 

9/£ 

n. 

163 

Curtis,  '07, 

18 

5ft 

8 

n 

160 

Vaughan,  '05, 

21 

5ft. 

7 

n. 

163 

Keen.  '06, 

20 

5ft 

9 

n 

166 

Foster,  '04, 

23 

5ft. 

9% 

n. 

160    Russ,  '06, 

25 

6ft 

176 

Main,  '06, 

21 

5ft. 

9 

n. 

164    PearsalK'06, 

21 

5  ft. 

9 

n 

168 

Dillon,  '06, 

22 

5ft. 

11 

n. 

169    Savage,  '04, 

23 

5ft. 

10 

n 

178 

Knibbs,  '05, 

23 

5  ft. 

10 

n. 

163    Walsh.  '06, 

20 

oft. 

9 

n 

165 

Bullock,  '04, 

22 

6ft. 

160    Elrod,  '06, 

21 

5  ft. 

8      n 

160 

Gage,  '06, 

21 

5ft. 

8      1 

n. 

200 

Heckman,  '04, 

23 

5  ft. 

10     in 

175 

Farrier,  '07, 

20 

5ft. 

10       n. 

208 

Leland,  '04. 

24 

6ft. 

•2     ill 

192 

Average  weight  of  eleven  who  be-       Average  weight  of  eleven  who  be- 
gan the  game,  185r5i.  gan  the  game,  173i7T. 
Average  weight  of  line.  197?.  Average  weight  of  line,  180. 
Average  weight  of  backs,  164.  Average  weight  of  backs,  162|. 
Average  age  of  eleven,  21j.  Average  age  of  eleven,  2li. 
Average  height  of  eleven,  5ft.  10£  in.       Average  height  of  eleven,  5ft.  10 in. 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 


243 


FIRST  HM-F 


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244  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

SUMMARY  OF  SEASON. 

Thus  closed  the  remarkable  season  of  1903,  the  most 
successful  in  the  history  of  the  college.  Dartmouth  had 
swamped  her  old-time  rivals,  Amherst,  Wesleyan,  Williams 
and  Brown,  had  outclassed  Harvard,  and  with  a  crippled 
and  half-formed  team  had  outrushed  the  champions  of  the 
year  three  yards  to  one.  The  close  of  the  season  found 
only  Princeton  and  Yale  in  her  class,  and  so  high  a  sporting 
authority  as  Trainer  McMasters,  of  Harvard,  considered 
Dartmouth  by  far  the  best  team  of  the  year. 

"I  have  seen  football  for  a  good  many  years/'  said  Mr. 
McMasters  to  a  Boston  Globe  reporter,  "but  I  never  saw 
a  heavier,  faster,  or  better  team  than  Dartmouth  had.  I 
am  perfectly  satisfied  with  the  result  of  the  game.  We 
were  simply  licked  by  a  better  team.  If  Dartmouth  were 
to  play  either  Princeton  or  Yale  with  the  team  she  had 
Saturday,  I  would  back  her  with  my  last  dollar."  Other 
opinions  of  the  same  sort  will  be  given  later  on,  showing 
that  critics  who  had  closely  followed  the  play  in  the  eastern 
colleges,  realized  that  Dartmouth,  in  the  latter  part  of 
November,  was  the  strongest  team  in  the  country.  If  any- 
one doubts  this  let  him  consider  the  following  facts: 

1.  That   Dartmouth,   with   Vaughan   and   Turner   sick, 
and  Clough,  Patteson,  Foster,  Lindsay  and  Bullock  out  of 
the  game,  outrushed,  225  yards  to  69,  the  best  eleven  that 
Princeton  could  put  in  the  field. 

2.  That  on  November  14th,  Princeton's  offense  was  not 
nearly  as  strong  as  Yale's,  and  that  in  the  first  half  the 
Princeton  defense  could  not  begin  to  stop  the    Blue's    ad- 
vance. 

3.  That  Yale's  offense  and  defense,  which  had  been  so 
strong   against   the   Tigers,    were   not  nearly   so   effective 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  245 

against  Harvard,  for  the  Blue  was  outrushed,  240  yards  to 
120. 

4.  That  Harvard's  attack,  which  tore  up  Yale  and 
gained  at  will  through  Pennsylvania,  was  powerless  against 
Dartmouth's  line,  while  the  Hanover  eleven  in  less  than 
two-thirds  as  much  playing  time,  gained  exactly  twice  as 
much  ground  through  Harvard  as  Yale  did. 

Says  Mr.  Caspar  Whitney,  editor  of  "Outing,"  in  his  re- 
view of  the  season: 

"Dartmouth  played  the  fastest  game  of  the  year,  and 
handled  the  ball  the  cleanest,  from  first  to  last,  notwith- 
standing some  loose  work  early  in  the  season,  notably  at 
Princeton.  The  line  was  an  unusually  heavy  and  an  ex- 
ceptionally quick  one,  which  got  the  jump  on  every  oppos- 
ing line  it  met;  and  the  back  field  and  forwards  worked  to- 
gether as  though  tied.  The  backs  got  off  like  lightning. 
It  was  a  well-captained,  efficiently  equipped  combination, 
in  my  judgment  not  only  outranking  Yale,  but  entitled  to 
follow  Princeton  so  closely  that  the  outcome  of  a  game,  as 
both  teams  finished  their  season,  would  be  no  foregone  con- 
clusion." 

Mr.  Whitney's  ranking  of  the  ten  best  teams  in  the 
country  follows: 

1.  Princeton. 

2.  Dartmouth. 

3.  Yale. 

4.  Minnesota. 

5.  Michigan. 

6.  Harvard. 

7.  Carlisle. 

8.  West  Point. 

9.  Columbia. 
10.     Pennsvlvania. 


246  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

Mr.  Charles  E.  Patterson,  in  his  review  of  the  play  in 
the  East,  after  discussing  the  Yale-Princeton  game,  says 
of  Dartmouth: 

"Third  in  rank  are  the  lusty  men  of  Dartmouth,  men 
not  only  of  individual  brilliancy,  hut  of  almost  irresistible 
power  as  a  team.  They  were  the  only  eleven,  outside  of 
Yale's,  to  make  any  impression  on  Princeton's  defense;  they 
rushed  the  ball  twice  as  far  as  any  team  they  played;  they 
buried  the  colleges  formerly  in  their  class;  they  completely 
outplayed  Harvard,  by  11  to  0,  one  week  before  the  latter 
played  Yale,  and  when  all  the  Crimson  regulars,  save  Bow- 
ditch,  were  in  line.  Their  season  was  far  more  consistent 
than  that  of  Harvard  or  Columbia,  and  their  only  serious 
setback  was  their  Princeton  defeat  of  0  to  17.  It  must  be 
said,  in  fairness,"  (Mr.  Patterson  is  a  graduate  of  Prince- 
ton,) "that  they  were  at  least  as  much  below  their  subse- 
quent game  as,  of  course,  was  Princeton.  Dartmouth's  ad- 
vance in  football  prominence  seems  to  be  proportionate  to 
her  general  growth  as  an  institution.  She  certainly  is  well 
out  of  the  'small  college'  class." 

Mr.  Patterson  ranks  the  ten  best  teams  in  the  East  in  the 
following  order 

1.  Princeton. 

2.  Yale. 

3.  Dartmouth. 

4.  Harvard. 

5  West  Point. 

6.  Columbia. 

7.  Amherst. 

8.  Pennsylvania. 

9.  Lehigh. 
10.  Cornell. 


FOOTBALL  AT  "DARTMOUTH. '  247 

Mr.  Walter  Camp,  the  old  Yale  player,  in  his  comments 
on  the  season,  makes  no  attempt  to  rank  the  teams,  but  dis- 
cusses them  in  the  following  order:  Princeton,  Yale, 
Dartmouth,  Columbia,  Carlisle,  West  Point,  Harvard,  Penn- 
sylvania, Cornell  and  Annapolis.  Concerning  Dartmouth 
he  says: 

"Dartmouth,  which  came  so  near  to  defeating  Harvard 
last  year,  reaped  rich  satisfaction  this  year  by  winning  a  de- 
cisive victory  over  the  lordly  Crimson.  Better  than  that, 
Dartmouth  played  a  remarkably  powerful  game  throughout 
the  season,  and,  although  defeated  by  Princeton,  felt  more 
cheerful  a  week  later,  when  she  knew  she  had  been  whipped 
by  the  champions  of  them  all." 

In  discussing  Harvard's  misfortunes  later  on,  he  says, 
"In  the  Dartmouth  game  the  next  week  they  came  up 
against  a  very  powerful  team,  a  team  far  better  than  the 
general  public  supposed,  and  it  is  not  so  surprising  that 
they  lost  the  game  as  it  is  that  they  were  unable  to,  gain 
ground."  Had  Mr.  Camp  ever  bumped  up  against  Henry 
Hooper,  Bill  Clough  or  Joe  Gilman,  or  tried  to  gain  ground 
through  Bill  Lindsay  or  Leigh  Turner,  he  would  have  no 
further  questions  on  this  score. 

A  wonderful  line;  averaging  over  215  pounds  stripped, 
this  quintet  moved  with  the  speed  of  much  smaller  men, 
getting  the  jump  on  every  line  they  met.  Dartmouth  has 
always  had  star  backs,  but  such  forwards  as  these  she  had 
never  seen  before. 

Henry  Hooper  was  the  center  of  the  year.  Even  Short 
of  Princeton,  who  so  completely  outplayed  his  Yale  op- 
ponent, could  make  no  impression  on  him.  The  heaviest 
lineman  of  the  season,  he  yet  was  quick  and  agile,  wonderful 
at  keeping  his  feet,  a  great  help  to  the  runner,  absolutely 


248  FOOTBALL    AT    DARTMOUTH. 

impregnable  on  defense,  and  the  most  accurate  and  steadiest 
handler  of  the  ball  that  the  college  world  has  seen  for  some 
time. 

Joe  Gilman  was  the  best  guard  of  1903.  The  only  two 
men  who  were  in  his  class  were  John  DeAYitt  and  "Zeus" 
Marshall,  both  of  whom  Joe  was  called  upon  to  face,  and 
both  of  whom  he  completely  outplayed.  DeAYitt  was  a 
great  runner  and  dodger,  a  wonderful  place  kicker  and 
punter,  but  when  it  came  to  playing  guard,  he  was  forced 
to  give  ground  before  the  N"ew  Hampshire  man,  as  was  also 
Andrew  Marshall. 

Bill  Clough  was  light  for  a  guard  on  a  championship 
team,  weighing  but  185  pounds,  but  his  speed,  knowledge  of 
the  game  and  fierce  aggressiveness  made  him  a  worthy 
running  mate  for  Gilman.  In  the  Harvard  game  it  was  al- 
ways through  Clough  that  "YVitham  aimed  the  play  when 
three  yards  were  needed  for  first  down. 

In  the  comments  on  the  1902  eleven  I  have  said  that 
"Vic"  Place  did  not  meet  his  match  throughout  the  whole 
season  until  he  struck  Webb  of  Brown.  I  must  correct  this 
statement  at  once,  for  it  is  not  true.  He  did  meet  his 
match,  in  fact,  more  than  his  match,  every  day  that  he 
faced  Leigh  Turner  in  practice.  The  veteran  tackle  was  a 
hard  man  to  handle,  but  the  younger  man  handled  him  well, 
overcoming  the  other's  knowledge  and  experience  by  his  su- 
perior speed  and  strength.  John  Eckstorm  had  said  of  him 
that  he  would  make  the  greatest  tackle  that  ever  played 
football  for  Dartmouth,  and  he  fulfilled  that  prophecy  to 
the  letter.  Think  of  Folsom  and  Segur,  of  Jones  and 
"Squash"  Little,  of  "Auntie"  Lewis,  of  Putnam  and  Jack 
Griffin,  and  realize  how  much  this  means.  One  of  the  two 
star  players  of  Dartmouth's  greatest  team:  such  he  showed 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  249 

himself.  He  sent  his  great,  high  kick-offs  to  the  goal  line 
and  beyond  time  after  time,  he  kicked  goals  from  the  field; 
he  was  almost  as  impregnable  as  Hooper  himself  on  the  de- 
fense, and  on  the  offense  he  smashed  the  opposing  line  with 
the  speed  of  a  half-back  and  the  strength  of  a  mad  bull. 
Hogan  was  the  only  tackle  of  the  year  who  was  his  equal  on 
the  offense,  but  the  Dartmouth  man  was  faster  and  better 
on  the  defense.  Had  Meier  of  Harvard  recovered  from  the 
effects  of  his  tussle  with  Turner  in  time  to  get  into  the 
Yale  game,  this  would  have  been  plainly  evident.  "With  his 
splendid  abilities  in  so  many  lines  Turner  was,  with  DeWitt 
and  Witham,  one  of  the  great  all-around  players  of  the 
year. 

There  were  many  men  in  college  who  firmly  believed  that 
Bill  Lindsay  would  never  "make  good"  as  a  first-class 
tackle.  His  great  height,  his  slowness  in  starting,  his  ap- 
parent clumsiness,  all  tended  to  confirm  this  impression. 
The  early  games  were  poor  ones  to  judge  by,  and  although 
he  played  well  against  Williams,  the  injury  which  he  re- 
ceived kept  him  out  of  the  line-up  until  the  last  half  of  the 
Amherst  game.  Meanwhile  "Wife"  Jennings  and  Fred 
Crolius  had  taught  him  a  thing  or  two,  as  he  showed  when 
they  let  him  into  the  game.  By  his  individual  work  in  the 
first  two  plays  he  prevented  all  chance  of  Amherst's  scoring, 
and  opened  up  a  hole  for  Patteson's  hundred  yard  dash  for 
the  goal.  In  the  Harvard  game  he  completely  outplayed 
the  veteran  Knowlton,  who  was  picked  by  both  Camp 
and  Whitney  as  an  All-America  man.  It  was  in  the  Brown 
game,  however,  that  he  reached  his  climax  and  surprised 
his  most  ardent  admirers.  Higgins  and  Schwinn  were  fight- 
ing hard  on  the  right,  and  it  was  through  Captain  Webb, 
Lindsay's  opponent,  that  Witham  was  sending  his  plays. 


250  FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH. 

There  are  no  two  ways  about  it,  Bill  Lindsay  showed  him- 
self, that  clay,  in  a  class  with  the  best  of  them,  Turner  and 
Hogan  not  excepted. 

Read  the  account  of  the  Williams  game  and  you  will 
understand  what  Dartmouth  lost  when  Matt.  Bullock  went 
out  of  the  Princeton  game  with  a  dislocated  shoulder.  It 
wras  a  year  of  great  ends,  yet,  had  this  magnificent  player 
gone  through  without  injury,  Davis  and  Henry,  Eafferty, 
Bowditch  and  Shevlin  would  have  had  to  look  to  their  lau- 
rels. 

The  lightest  man  on  Dartmouth's  team  was  Walter  Lil- 
lard,  who  tipped  the  scales  at  150  pounds.  Taking  Bul- 
lock's place  at  left  end,  the  Chicago  boy  put  up  a  game 
which  increased  in  excellence  steadily  as  the  season  wore 
on.  He  reached  his  climax  in  the  Harvard  game,  where  he 
repulsed,  for  a  loss,  every  attempt  to  circle  his  end,  and 
furnished  great  interference  for  the  runner.  He  was  fast 
and  sure,  at  times  brilliant,  and  always  reliable. 

Lillard  and  Glaze  were  the  "finds"  of  the  year.  Outside 
of  these  two  the  personnel  of  the  final  team  was  known  from 
the  beginning.  Glaze's  baseball  record  outshone  his  other 
abilities,  but  from  the  start  he  exhibited  the  same  cool 
nerve  and  strength  which  were  so  evident  the  day  that  he 
held  Yale  down  for  nine  innings  while  his  team  mates  ham- 
mered out  twelve  runs.  His  wiry,  muscular  arms  and  shoul- 
ders stood  him  in  good  stead,  and  he  could  box  an  opposing 
tackle  as  well  as  any  man  who  ever  wore  a  "D."  His  place 
kicking  was  of  high  order,  and  in  running  with  -the  ball  he 
distinguished  himself  on  many  occasions. 

The  work  and  abilities  of  the  Dartmouth  backs  were  so 
thoroughly  discussed  at  the  close  of  last  season  that  it  is 
useless  to  repeat  it  here.  Suffice  it  to  say  that  they  all  had 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  251 

improved,  especially  Foster.  Amos  had  not  been  quite  up 
to  Knibbs  in  '02,  but  in  '03  he  surpassed  him  slightly  on 
offense,  and  was  almost  his  equal  in  defensive  work.  Jim- 
my Vaughan  was  called  by  many  the  best  half-back  of  the 
year,  but  although  steadier,  less  liable  to  injury  and  more 
versatile  than  Dillon  or  Patteson  he  was  not  as  brilliant  as 
these  veteran  players.  In  any  other  company  he  would 
have  been  a  conspicious  star,  but  at  Dartmouth  he  was 
marked  above  his  comrades  only  by  his  stamina,  his  relia- 
bility and  his  unerring  goal  kicking.  One  goal  missed 
throughout  the  season — and  that  at  a  bad  angle,  in  the  teeth 
of  a  strong  wind  and  a  driving  rain! 

The  surprise  of  the  season,  at  Hanover,  was  to  see  Dave 
Main  develop  into  a  player  who,  save  for  lack  of  experience, 
was  right  in  a  class  with  the  other  five.  Indeed,  with  the 
possible  exception  of  Foster,  he  did  better  work  in  the 
Brown  game  than  any  of  the  other  backs. 

The  Boston  Becord  hits  the  nail  on  the  head  when  it  calls 
the  sextette  "the  most  remarkable  aggregation  of  high-class 
backs  ever  gathered  together  at  any  college."  Charles  E. 
Patterson,  in  Leslie's  Weekly,  says:  "Dartmouth  had  a  re- 
markable back  field,  consisting  of  two  sets  of  the  best  backs 
in  the  country,  between  whom  there  was  little  choice." 

We  have  spoken  of  them  all  except  the  captain,  the  life, 
the  soul,  the  brains  of  the  team.  I  cannot  do  better  than  to 
quote,  at  this  time,  the  words  of  a  well  known  young  alum- 
nus, on  the  occasion  of  his  return  from  seeing  the  Harvard 
game.  Said  he,  "Myron  Witham  aroused  in  me  an  admira- 
tion higher  than  I  have  ever  felt  for  another  Dartmouth 
athlete.  He  didn't  fly  around  like  a  chicken  with  its  head 
chopped  off,  as  'Mac'  used  to,  sometimes,  but  he  was  so  cool 
and  masterful,  so  business-like  and  yet  so  inspiring,  that 


252  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

it  did  one's  heart  good  to  watch  him."  Yes,  so  it  did. 
His  voice  rang  out  all  through  that  stadium  as  no  voice  lias 
ever  sounded  over  a  Harvard  field  before.  He  was  there  to 
win  the  game — win  it  he  must.  Foster  and  Knibbs,  Turner 
and  Dillon,  Vaughan  and  Patteson  were  but  his  pawns  and 
pieces.  He  was  the  master,  the  general  in  charge.  They 
were  the  weapons  by  which  the  enemy  were  struck  down,  his 
the  skilful  hand  that  hurled  them.  No  one  who  saw  the 
game  could  doubt  the  wisdom  of  Caspar  Whitney  and 
Charles  E.  Patterson,  who  chose  the  Dartmouth  man  as  cap- 
tain of  the  All- America  team. 

Mr.  Whitney,  who  was  the  first  man  to  make  out  an  All- 
America  team,  and  who  is  the  most  experienced  and  impar- 
tial of  the  critics,  picks  two  Dartmouth  men,  Hooper  and 
Witham,  for  his  all-star  eleven,  as  against  three  each  from 
Yale  and  Princeton,  and  one  each  from  Michigan,  Minne- 
sota and  Harvard.  Taking  his  first  and  second  elevens,  how- 
ever, we  find  five  Dartmouth  men  (the  two  mentioned  above, 
and  Oilman,  Turner  and  Vaughan)  as  against  four  each 
from  Princeton  and  Yale,  two  each  from  Michigan  and  West 
Point,  three  from  Harvard,  and  one  apiece  from  Carlisle 
and  Minnesota. 

Mr.  Patterson  confines  his  all-star  eleven  to  men  from 
Princeton,  Dartmouth  and  Yale,  choosing  five  men  from 
among  the  ranks  of  his  alma  mater,  three  from  Dartmouth 
and  three  from  Yale.  The  Hanover  men  are  Oilman, 
Turner  and  Witham,  on  whom  he  comments  as  follows: 
"Oilman  of  Dartmouth,  weighing  220  pounds,  of  ideal  build, 
stout  in  defense,  and  working  beautifully  with  his  center  in 
attack." 

"Turner,  of  Dartmouth,  a  bull  in  strength,  210  pounds  in 
weight,  and  a  line-bucker  of  fierce  powers,  is  an  easy  sec- 
ond" (to  Hogan). 


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"William  has  thoroughly  earned  the  honor  of  the  best 
quarter-back  in  the  East.  His  chief  advantages  over  Bock- 
well  are,  his  greater  weight,  171  pounds  to  148;  his  immu- 
nity from  injury;  his  ground-gaining  abilities,  Witham  having 
been  the  only  quarter-back  to  have  systematically  taken  ad- 
vantage of  the  new  rules;  and  his  splendidly  placed  long- 
distance punting.  Both  are  excellent  leaders,  having  fine 
judgment  and  getting  all  possible  work  out  of  their  teams." 

On  his  first  two  elevens  Mr.  Patterson  places  six  Dart- 
mouth men  (Hooper,  Vaughan  and  Foster  on  the  second), 
six  from  Princeton,  six  from  Yale,  two  from  Harvard  and 
one  each  from  West  Point  and  Penns}*lvania. 

Thirteen  Dartmouth  men  are  accorded  honorable  men- 
tion, as  are  twelve  Princetonians,  nine  from  Yale  and  six 
from  Harvard. 

Bullock  and  Glaze  are  named  among  the  eight  best  ends 
of  the  year;  "Lindsay,  of  Dartmouth,"  says  Mr.  Patterson, 
"is  another  giant,  who,  especially  in  defensive  work,  could 
not  be  omitted  from  any  All-American  eleven  except  for 
such  a  wealth  of  material."  Gage  is  named  among  the  ten 
best  guards  of  the  year.  Hooper  is  placed  second  to  Short 
because  of  the  latter's  greater  versatility,  although  the  critic 
admits  that  in  many  ways  the  Dartmouth  man  is  the  better 
of  the  two.  "Hooper  is  one  of  the  strongest  centers  ever 
seen  on  a  college  field,"  says  Mr.  Patterson,  "and  has  a  bril- 
liant future  before  him."  In  speaking  of  the  back  field  can- 
didates he  says,  "Dartmouth  had  a  remarkable  back  field, 
consisting  of  two  sets  of  the  best  backs  in  the  country,  be- 
tween whom  there  was  little  choice.  Vaughan,  Patteson 
and  Dillon  were  three  backs  of  such  exceptional  abilities, 
strength  and  carrying  powers  that  it  is  hard  to  select 
Vaughan  to  the  exclusion  of  the  other  two."  After  picking 


254  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

Farmer  (Dubsy's  brother)  as  the  best  full-back  of  the  year, 
Mr.  Patterson  adds,  "Yet  there  is  little  choice  as  between 
him  and  Foster  and  Knibbs  of  Dartmouth." 

Mr.  Walter  Camp  includes  four  Dartmouth  men  (Hooper, 
Witham,  Gilman  and  Turner)  in  his  All-America  elevens. 
as  against  four  each  from  Princeton  and  Yale,  and  three 
from  Harvard.  Hooper,  however,  is  the  only  Dartmouthite 
to  be  chosen  for  the  first  eleven,  although  "Zeus"  Marshall 
is  given  left-guard. 

Dartmouth  men  figured  prominently  in  All-America 
teams  chosen  by  the  sporting  editors  of  leading-  Xew  York 
and  Boston  papers.  The  majority  of  them  gave  us  three 
men,  all  agreeing  on  Hooper  and  Witham,  but  variously 
choosing  Turner,  Gilman  or  Foster  for  the  third  (or  fourth). 

The  following  comments  upon  Dartmouth's  play  may 
prove  of  interest: 

"Without  doubt  one  of  the  biggest  surprises  of  the  season 
was  the  development  of  Dartmouth  into  a  team  little  short 
of  the  first  magnitude.  As  Daniel  Webster  remarked  on 
a  celebrated  occasion,  Dartmouth  is  a  small  college;  its  re- 
sources for  playing  material  are  comparatively  limited.  Yet 
it  built  up  an  eleven  which,  for  all-around  finish,  is  worthy 
of  comparison  with  any  of  the  season.  Its  attack  was 
smooth,  perfectly  organized,  and  executed  Math  a  dash  and 
unity  difficult  to  excel  or  to  stop.  Its  defense  was  strong 
and  well  drilled  and  cool.  There  were  better  players  on 
other  teams,-  and  other  elevens  had  a  higher  average  of  in- 
dividual ability,  but  none  turned  out  a  better  organized  ma- 
chine. Dartmouth  scored  a  total  of  242  points,  against  23 
for  her  opponents.  Only  two  elevens  scored  against  her, 
Princeton  being  her  only  successful  rival,  and  Princeton's 
triumph  was  won  early  in  the  season,  when  Princeton  had 


FOOTBALL    AT   DARTMOUTH.  255 

already  reached  a  high  state  of  development  and  was  proba- 
bly a  better  team  than  when  she  beat  Yale.     The  pith  of  it 
is,  'the  Big  Four'  is  reduced  to  the  'Big  Three/  the  com- 
ponents of  which  are  Princeton,  Yale,  and  Dartmouth. "- 
Xew  York  Tribune. 

"Jack  McMasters,  the  Harvard  trainer,  has  expressed  the 
opinion  that  Dartmouth  had  the  greatest  football  team  of 
the  year  in  the  East.  In  fact,  he  believes  that  the  Dart- 
mouth eleven  was  the  greatest  ever  turned  out  by  any  col- 
lege in  the  history  of  the  game.  'The  Dartmouth  play- 
ers were  in  their  real  form,'  says  McMasters,  'when  they 
beat  us  11  to  0  and  Brown  62  to  0.  They  were  at  their 
highest  point  of  development  when  they  met  Brown,  and 
they  simply  bowled  the  Providence  men  over  like  men  of 
straw.  I  never  saw  such  strapping  fellows  in  my  life,  and 
in  addition  they  knew  the  game  thoroughly.  The  moment 
I  clapped  eyes  on  them  I  knew  it  was  all  up  with  us.' ''• 
Xew  York  Journal. 

"A  team  that  could  walk  that  Harvard  team  from  one 
end  of  the  gridiron  to  the  other  and  only  permit  them  with- 
in their  own  territory  once  or  twice  in  the  game  comes 
pretty  close  to  leading  the  big  four  or  any  other  four. 
Hats  off  to  Coach  Folsom  and  his  Dartmouth  boys,  the 
greatest  team  that  has  represented  the  Green  and  mighty 
close  to  the  greatest  team  of  1903." — Boston  Traveler. 

"The  Dartmouth  eleven  sustained  its  great  reputation, 
and  proved  conclusively  that  it  is  the  equal  of  any  of  the 
Eastern  teams.  If  the  mighty  Princeton  aggregation  had 
faced  Dartmouth  Thanksgiving  Day  it  is  an  open  question 
whether  Dartmouth  would  not  have  come  out  victorious. 
Such  a  magnificent  exhibition  of  team  play  as  the  Xew 
Hampshire  eleven  gave  has  seldom  been  seen  on  a  college 
gridiron." — Brown  Herald. 


256  FOOTBALL   AT    DARTMOUTH. 

"It  is  the  concensus  of  opinion  at  Cambridge  that  the 
Dartmouth  team  is  a  much  better  one  than  that  of  Yale." 
— Xew  York  Evening  Post. 

"If  Dartmouth  had  played  Yale  with  the  same  team  that 
she  had  against  Harvard,  I  should  have  staked  my  last 
dollar  on  their  team.  I  consider  them  the  best  team  in  the 
country.  What  scores  they  made  before  they  played  Har- 
vard don't'  count.  I  mean  the  Princeton  game,  of  course. 
They  were  not  in  their  real  shape  then.  In  fact,  they 
were  n't  in  their  best  shape  when  they  played  us.  We  were 
not  their  climax.  Brown  is  their  climax,  just  as  Yale  is 
Harvard's,  and  they  were  as  much  better  a  team  two  weeks 
after  the  game  with  us  as  we  were  one  week  after  our  game 
with  them.  People  say,  'Oh,  yes,  Dartmouth  had  a  heavy 
team,  but  then,  weight  don't  count.'  I  tell  you  weight 
does  count  when  it  is  like  Dartmouth's  weight.  I  nevei 
saw  such  men,  great,  big,  strapping  fellows,  and  not  an 
ounce  of  fat  on  them.  They're  the  fellows  that  play  foot- 
ball. Yes,  sir,  in  my  mind  Dartmouth  was  easily  the  best 
of  'em  this  year.  And  I'll  tell  you  another  thing,  you'll 
have  to  look  a  long  way  to  find  a  team  that  could  ever  have 
shown  its  heels  to  them." — Trainer  McMasters,  Harvard,  in 
Boston  Globe. 

"Aside  from  its  own  brilliant  season,  Phillips-Exeter  takes 
much  satisfaction  in  the  showing  made  by  her  old  players 
in  the  big  football  games  this  season.  At  Yale,  Hogan 
and  Rockwell  are  Exeter  men,  as  are  Cooney  and  Moore 
at  Princeton,  while  on  the  Dartmouth  eleven  are  Witham, 
Gilman,  Knibbs,  Dillon  and  Hooper." — Boston  Herald. 

Now,  having  printed  what  Harvard  men,  and  Princeton 
men,  and  Yale  men  have  to  say  about  the  relative  strength 


FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH.  257 

of  the  various  elevens,  and  how  they  should  be  ranked,  may 
I  be  permitted  to  give  the  humble  opinion  of  a  Dartmouth 
man? 

You  won't  find  in  the  length  and  breadth  of  this  land  a 
Dartmouth  man  who  does  not  believe  that  our  team,  in  its 
final  perfection,  could  have  cleaned  up  any  eleven  in  the 
country,  East  or  West.  And  if  we  all  believe  it,  and  Head- 
Coach  Williams  of  Penn.,  and  Head-Coach  Murphy  of 
Brown,  and  Trainer  McMasters  of  Harvard  dare  to  come  out 
in  print  and  say  it  openly,  why  should  we  not  be  as  frank, 
and  say  honestly,  that  we  give  our  own  team  first  rank  among 
the  elevens  of  1903? 

Amherst  beat  Harvard,  in  mid-season,  yet  no  critic  was 
foolish  enough  to  rank  her  above  the  Crimson  at  the  end  of 
the  season.  Why  then,  if  Harvard  could  become  a  better 
team  than  Amherst,  could  not  Dartmouth,  in  a  like  space  of 
time,  become  a  better  team  than  Princeton?  They  could; 
and  what  is  more,  they  did! 

The  strength  at  the  end  of  the  season,  that  is  what  counts; 
and  on  this  basis,  is  not  this  a  fair  ranking  of  the  teams? 

1.  Dartmouth. 

2.  Yale. 

3.  Princeton. 

4.  Harvard. 

5.  Carlisle. 

6.  West  Point. 

7.  Pennsylvania. 

8.  Holy  Cross. 

9.  Lehigh. 

10.  Columbia. 

11.  Cornell. 

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258  FOOTBALL   AT   DARTMOUTH. 

When  Yale  scored  her  touchdown  on  Princeton,  the  Blue's 
superior  strength  was  so  evident  that  bets  were  freely  of- 
fered that  her  total  score  would  reach  24,  and  had  it  not 
been  for  fumbling  of  the  most  inexcusable  variety,  such  must 
have  been  the  result.  The  following  week  saw  this  error 
corrected,  and  had  Yale  met  the  Tigers  on  the  day  of  their 
final  contest,  it  must  have  been  a  decided  victory  for  the 
Blue. 

Columbia  beat  Pennsylvania  in  mid-season,  yet  was  not 
in  her  class  on  Thanksgiving  Day.  The  New  Yorkers  es- 
caped defeat  at  the  hands  of  Cornell  only  by  the  Ithacans' 
fumble  on  the  10  yard  line,  while  Pennsylvania,  ten  days 
later,  swamped  the  Red  and  White,  42  to  0. 

Holy  Cross  had  a  notable  season.  Defeated  only  by  Yale 
and  Dartmouth,  they  scored  10  points  on  the  Blue,  beat 
U.  of  M.,  champions  of  Maine,  trounced  Tufts,  and  smoth- 
ered Amherst,  conquerors  of  Harvard,  36  to  0. 

Poor  old  Harvard!  It  was  bad  enough  to  be  beaten,  even 
through  a  fluke,  by  Amherst;  but  to  be  pushed  back  the 
length  of  the  gridiron  twice  by  a  team  representing  a  college 
one-sixth  the  size  of  their  own — it  was  too  much. 

They  expected  to  be  beaten  by  Yale,  and  had  rushed  the 
stadium  to  completion  in  order  that  it  might  not  be 
christened  by  a  defeat,— only  to  see  their  team  outclassed  by 
a  rival  which  they  had  affected  to  despise.  Truly,  as  one 
Cambridge  student  said  on  Xovember  21st,  "Xever  did  the 
sky  appear  so  blue  nor  the  earth  so  green!" 

To  hastily  sum  up,  for  the  last  time,  this  season:  Dart- 
mouth beat  M.  A.  C.,  12  to  0,  Holy  Cross  18  to  0,  Vermont 
36  to  0,  Union  34  to  0,  and  Williams  IT  to  0.  She  was 
beaten  by  Princeton  17  to  0,  but  showed  greater  strength  on 
both  offense  and  defense,  than  did  the  Tigers.  A  member 


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of  the  Dartmouth  eleven,  in  a  letter  to  the  writer,  says  of 
this  game:  "Personally,  I  played  the  worst  game,  mentally 
and  physically,  that  I  have  played  all  season,  and  I  can  say 
as  much  for  almost  every  man  on  the  team,  captain  included. 
About  the  decisions  of  the  officials  you  have  probably 
heard." 

Dartmouth  beat  Wesleyan  34  to  6  and  Amherst  18  to  0, 
the  high  wind  assisting  the  latter  team  to  keep  the  score 
down.  On  November  14th,  the  Hanover  eleven  made  its 
name  famous  for  all  time,  outclassing  Harvard  11  to  0,  be- 
fore 20,000  spectators,  in  the  first  game  in  the  new  stadium, 
then  set  a  new  mark  for  championship  games  in  the  East  by 
smothering  her  old-time  rival,  Brown,  62  to  0. 


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